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I'm on my way, I'm coming
Don't lose faith in me
I know you've been waiting
I know you've been praying
For my soul
I still have hope
Six years you been dragging' your feet
Tellin' me I'm the reason we're different
Six years you've been claiming you value honesty
And promising progress
Well, where are they at?
I don't want to feel like a failure
I know this will hurt
I've given you your chances to deliver
Now it's my turn
Don't get me wrong
You've had a great run
But it's time to give the people something different
So without further ado, I'd
Like to introduce my
My poem
Hope
What's my definition of success?
Listening to whatever your heart says
Standing up for what you know is right
While everybody else is
Holding their breath
What's my definition of success?
Doing something no one else can
Like being brave enough to dream big
Trying when you're told to just quit
Giving more even when you got nothing left
It's a person who'll take a chance on
Something they were told would never happen
It's a person that can see the bright side
Through the dark times
When there ain't one
It's when someone who had never had anything
Isn't afraid to walk away from
Something that could make them more profit
'Cause they'd rather do something that they really love
And take the pay cut
It's a person who never wavers
Or changes who they are
Just to try and feel accepted by a stranger
So they can feel better about themselves in the future
It's someone that can take the failures
And turn them into motivation
It's believing in yourself when no one else does, it's called affirmation
It's amazing what a little bit of faith can do
Even if you don't even believe in you
Why would you think or expect anybody else to?
I've done things that I regret
I've said things I can't take back
I was a lost soul at a crossroad
Who had no hope
But I changed that
I spent years of my life holding on to things I shouldn't have kept, full of hatred
Years of my life carrying a lot of baggage that I should've just walked away from
Years of my life wishing I at least looked different, for someone else's validation
Years of my life trying to fill the holes in my childhood, when I still had a imagination
They say growing pain's a necessary evil
If it's not difficult to go through, then is it really beneficial?
Some would say breaking down is a negative thing
Which on one hand, I agree with
On the other hand, it was the push I needed
To start the healing process
So I can finally ask for help
Because I couldn't get it from myself
See if I had never hit rock bottom
Would I still be the person that I am today?
I don't believe so
I'm the prime example of what happens when you choose to not accept defeat
While I was fight sleep
I faced my demons
Took me six years to realize that if you want to get the opportunity
To be the greatest version of yourself
Sometimes you have to pretend to be Someone you're not to hear the voice of reason
I needed to really take a step back and look in the mirror
To realize I was my own prisoner
Six years of running, six years of searching
Six years of hurting, six years of pain
Six years of fearful, six years of anger
Six years of empty, six years of shame
Six years of broken, six years of anguish
Six years of hopeless, six years of (hey)
Six years of never, six years of maybe
Six years of later, six years of fake
Six years of hollow, six years of sorrow
Six years of darkness, six years of (hate)
Six years of baggage, six years of sadness
Six years of restraint, six years of chains
Six years of anxious, six years of suffering
Six years of torment, six years of (wait)
Six years of bitter, six years of lonely
Six years of pushing everyone away
I'm just waiting for these thoughts to dissolve
But instead they speak louder saying “You'll never evolve
We are not enough
You'll never be loved
You're falling apart
You don't have a heart
You'll never be safe
Might as well give up
You should run away
You don't have the guts”
So instead of giving in I say:
I know I can change
We are not the same
You don't have the strength
I have the faith
I'm not running away
You're the one afraid
I'm the one in charge
I'm taking the reins
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Author:
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- Published: April 8th, 2025 08:27
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Comments2
I hear the emotion in this poem. It speaks with power.
Thanks!!!
BRAVO
Thank you!!
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