Don't slip into what you cannot see, for through me, you will find what you can be. Be steady, be true, for you are the key to your destiny, so manifest the best and the rest will be history. The mystery though has yet to be shown, without a beginning, how can you know? What's at the end and where does this lead, what even is ‘this’? You will be decieved. Behind every corner is a door for you to discover, that lead to yourself, your truth, one another. You will love, lie, steal, cry, hope, beg, win, die, but you will never disappear. You will find a way to say, “Today is the day, I am me, and that is enough.” You will stray from the path, scrape your knees and smolder among the aftermath. The scars upon your skin, from outside and within will carry you with purpose and wash away your sins. And when the lights go out, have no fear. Leer into the void and do not resent the tears. You have steered your ship to find it crystal clear. There is no answer, only one thing can be worshiped. You've found wealth in yourself and that is the purpose.
- Author: ezra.mendoza ( Offline)
- Published: August 22nd, 2017 17:29
- Comment from author about the poem: They say Father Time is undefeated but why fight him anyway?
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