Encouragement

I’m left blind

With transactions so in mind

Of who I want to be

Truly I seem wicked with

My dreams so high

Nobody will

Fill my castle

So perfectly rested

In my chest

Coming out of richness

And a passion only few

Will ever be in tune

My ration includes

What I say

And what I do

With it

Forcing me to

Run in matchless

Testimony

Never forgetting

My story

But hidng in

The glory

That comes in

Pushing myself

To the limits

Forgetting

Who’s watching

And never letting

People assume

The view of an audience

Rather partaking in

The words

That resume me

Encourage me.


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