
armor can only withstand but so many blows,
so few highs but so many lows,
my weaponry is useless against battles of which I've no control,
Compose myself so as not to fold
Motionless I play my stance....
become entranced on sights my minds eye beholds
And as far as I've come,
I sometimes lose sight of where I've been,
forget where I'm from,
lose faith in my strength;
like the tribulations of life didn't serve me a taste,
more like mouthfuls I've choked on when I ate in haste
little or nothing to expel from within,
life lessons are retakes,
my second chance to advance,
and I'm not failing the test
emotions change
my perspective shifts
As does the direction of the wind's flow,
unearthing my roots
shaking my core,
my choppy waters cast me overboard from myself, and my spirits fluidity becomes as restless as the breaks in the waves of life,
so I strive to become grounded... feel the pull of my gravity
stand firmly implanted in the soils of solid truths
Take a breath without choking on tears
My reality aims to settle into this place;this new found space where my chaos is organized and I have the control to dictate when and where I have the safety to fall apart...or rebuild
You believe that I can..and I remember that every day...thank YOU!