With the winding of each year...
pouring of each tear symbolizes growth...
From the people you lost...gained or loved the most..
To the inconsiderates, manipulates, concious liars...
I transpire to continue to inspire the hopeless
I focus on a new vision
a new decision to cut those worthless things out like an incision...
As I transition into a new year, I hear a new call that I must answer...
If I continue to play deaf, my respect for self will become less and less potent...
SO its important to stay real
On all the things I feel, I have to confess that deficating thru the soul helps best... Getting out all of the bile, of soul ties and mess, Lies and family stress, At best, I get better every year. Life of trials, yet of cheer.. Not feeling myself with lies, and mistakes, but of drives and high stakes of achievement...
Excuse me for my bareavement of loss hope..
The hopeless ness of my eyes shall never show...
I will continue, I will continue to strive strong...
In my eyes I could do no wrong...
So I am awaken by this ultimate power of Greatness...
I live to to breed Faithfulness in the Most high God
If I am called I must answer...For the the fate of the world I carry like a lattern. For I have my own light to shine....
In due season as the seasons change...
I maintain a front of the same...image.
FOr this thesis I live it...
Contagious like a satisfying scratch
I match each blow with a hit of my own
I become strong...stronger than the enemy...
The devils in sheeps clothing that befriended me...
I laugh...sitting here waiting until your time is done
Because you don't Fall down...then I will come up...
as my face rises, there will be no tears...
For the end of time has come...in the winding of the year.
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