07-21-2021, 02:54 AM
The days are static.
There's no reason for change.
I'm trying to see a real game.
Trying to understand how it's worth it.
Coming up nothing.
Crawling a path day by day.
Making progress through the road as it led to my goal.
Unknowingly pushed aside.
Trapped outside.
Unable to find the road.
Crawling through rocks and sharp stones.
My head feels like it's being clawed out.
Understanding spirit and myself to come through it.
The pressure feels like it has reached its limit.
I can no longer see this for what it is.
Anger of the wheels that carry a selected amount.
Waiting day by day for a turn of your own.
Before all feels out of reach, my eyes are able to see a glimpse of my goal in the distance of the road.
Hopeful feeling.
Standing up.
Continuing fourth.
The darkness of night in the sky.
I cannot see the glimpse of my goal in the distance tonight.
Spiritual practice in my time alone.
Rubbing my eyes.
Finding reason to keep going.
Truth, that my eyes see nothing ahead and feel so lost.
My eyes are but naked and cannot see the full picture of the goal at the end of the road.
I keep walking in hopes of reaching this.
Day comes with hopefulness and night falls with challenges that form skin thicker.
Feelings inside are telling me to hold on.
I keep holding on as I have found good.
However, my legs grow tired, they become weaker.
Pushing myself beyond my body's limits leads to moments of nightfall.
When I find the good in all of this, day comes in.
However, as I keep walking, I feel like I am at the will of light.
I am trying to prove worthy as I begin to run in fear that I won't make it.
Day by day is going.
It does not wait for you.
No control over anything as I try to find control over things that feel impossible.
Trying to answer every question that enters into my mind.
There is not answer to every question but I'm dying to find the answer of the path I walk.
The answer is inside me.
I cannot find it.
I'm dying to find it.
I'm dying to grab it as my own.
I'm dying to forget what I wish to forget.
Setting into new day, I know I am going to find my way out of this.
Each day feels challenging.
Feels static but is not static.
Full of change and wonder.
As my eyes look out as I continue on this path, I can see the goal out in the distance of nighttime.
Every challenge I face is worth it.
There's no reason for change.
I'm trying to see a real game.
Trying to understand how it's worth it.
Coming up nothing.
Crawling a path day by day.
Making progress through the road as it led to my goal.
Unknowingly pushed aside.
Trapped outside.
Unable to find the road.
Crawling through rocks and sharp stones.
My head feels like it's being clawed out.
Understanding spirit and myself to come through it.
The pressure feels like it has reached its limit.
I can no longer see this for what it is.
Anger of the wheels that carry a selected amount.
Waiting day by day for a turn of your own.
Before all feels out of reach, my eyes are able to see a glimpse of my goal in the distance of the road.
Hopeful feeling.
Standing up.
Continuing fourth.
The darkness of night in the sky.
I cannot see the glimpse of my goal in the distance tonight.
Spiritual practice in my time alone.
Rubbing my eyes.
Finding reason to keep going.
Truth, that my eyes see nothing ahead and feel so lost.
My eyes are but naked and cannot see the full picture of the goal at the end of the road.
I keep walking in hopes of reaching this.
Day comes with hopefulness and night falls with challenges that form skin thicker.
Feelings inside are telling me to hold on.
I keep holding on as I have found good.
However, my legs grow tired, they become weaker.
Pushing myself beyond my body's limits leads to moments of nightfall.
When I find the good in all of this, day comes in.
However, as I keep walking, I feel like I am at the will of light.
I am trying to prove worthy as I begin to run in fear that I won't make it.
Day by day is going.
It does not wait for you.
No control over anything as I try to find control over things that feel impossible.
Trying to answer every question that enters into my mind.
There is not answer to every question but I'm dying to find the answer of the path I walk.
The answer is inside me.
I cannot find it.
I'm dying to find it.
I'm dying to grab it as my own.
I'm dying to forget what I wish to forget.
Setting into new day, I know I am going to find my way out of this.
Each day feels challenging.
Feels static but is not static.
Full of change and wonder.
As my eyes look out as I continue on this path, I can see the goal out in the distance of nighttime.
Every challenge I face is worth it.
