We all owe it to ourselves to be happy and succeed,
Shed our past trauma and detached like fall leaves,
Do not fear the unknown for we don't know what it brings,
Anxiety, it clings, I never noticed all the chains,
My pen is like a hammer and my notepad is the anvil,
Beating on my craft and hoping that the world will answer,
No slowing down or stopping, I know quitting's not an option,
My whole family's looking up to me, my kids are always watching,
Papa's gonna do this, no more quitting on my dreams,
I will beat upon my craft til I succeed,
I will be the man I know that I can be,
A beacon for the lost who don't believe.
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Know It's Me: Poetry
PoetryThis will be an ongoing collection of poetry. A gathering of thoughts on paper for the world to see. A glimpse into a mind that is always creating. The internal struggle of a mind that's debating. 🥇Ranked #1 in #Wordplay (8/10/2022)🥇 🥉Ranked #3...
