Today I uncover my reasons of walking the border line of sane and insanity
Replaying the play in my mind the lines you spoke the actions you’ve sown. Those things brought me agony but they also gave me reason to be a good person.
This day i hold over me and my life the armor of lessons I learned from yesterday. That I am not your victim I am my life’s victory
Prosperity flowers can’t grow in the desert of unforgiven sins. So I have forgiven you of my past so I may live my days in peace.
I am not ashamed of what I had to overcome. I blame not life for my affliction, I compliment life on it’s ability to teach me.
I am proud of who I am, I am proud of what I have accomplished in my life.
This day today that I live, Under my feet is the path to recovery and the steps of a greater tomorrow
Passion is the thrill that keeps you seeking the most out of life. It provokes you to want to live out loud and hold nothing back.
Through every fear and or doubt you have passion makes you try. It makes you give your all in everything you do.
Passion is the drive that keeps you focused on your career. Passion is what makes your heart gravitate to the one you love.
Passion enhances sounds to not just be heard but felt.
Passion increases sight to not just be seen but engulfed in your existence. Passion makes flavors enriched to your taste.
Passion intensifies feeling so it is not just touch, it becomes a physical memory to your senses.
Passion is what penetrates lust causing desire to be Enchanted ecstacy.
Passion is a part of living without it can you really enjoy anything?
I put a shield to keep my heart safe from the predators that want to inflict pain. I hold a sword at the gate of my life everyday.
Am I living in fear or am I dying in pain? This I wonder because I see smiles on innocent faces, but I can’t let them close. Because, I know the ones with deceitful tongues are near.
There is a guard on the front of my heart. A tall glass that I am trying to move past but my pain reminds me to be cautious of what’s ahead of me. Am I keeping people out or keeping me in?
Secretly hoping someone will break my wall. Let the great glass fall and shatter to pieces so I can live in peace. But, at the same time I feel the need to hide. Afraid the cunning eyes will manipulate me again. Causing me more sorrow tarnishing my hopes of a better tomorrow.
With this fear in my heart and this shield in front of me. Am I protecting me from harm or am I harming myself by guarding my heart?