PoeticMayheim
GROWTH
Once upon a time, my life was the thing that guided my steps, kept me from surrendering my strife, because I thought that it was me that could change the systems that brought me where I am. Narcastic was my flow, arrogant was the reason for no growth, but now I'm older, wiser, and hopefully stronger. So gradually I'm expanding my aura but it's not coming from me, it's the strength I gather from the God inside of me, powering me up
Giving me what I always thought I had to go elsewhere to acquire, when in actuality it has always been with me, governing my path, launching my destination to new found dimensions, raising my suspension, and harnessing my persistence. Growing is the aim, my own chooses were the blame, but I had to venture the unbeaten path to reach this undetermined destiny. Visions of dreams deferred, nightmares preferred but the resolution has been shown to the blind man inside my spine, it was always written in Braille, but my soul was fragile, shallow, and miserable. To wicked to catch the drift of that cool breeze, to arrogant to graduate to the next level of my mansion's estate, no believing in the God that is inside of me, thinking its my power, my strength, my enlightenment that guaranteed my success, but in actuality just added to my stress.
It took life experience to teach me the inspirence of what controls my destiny, now with man status I realize that it's the power of God that truly protects and governs me
Thank you God for never forsaking me
Peace
Giving me what I always thought I had to go elsewhere to acquire, when in actuality it has always been with me, governing my path, launching my destination to new found dimensions, raising my suspension, and harnessing my persistence. Growing is the aim, my own chooses were the blame, but I had to venture the unbeaten path to reach this undetermined destiny. Visions of dreams deferred, nightmares preferred but the resolution has been shown to the blind man inside my spine, it was always written in Braille, but my soul was fragile, shallow, and miserable. To wicked to catch the drift of that cool breeze, to arrogant to graduate to the next level of my mansion's estate, no believing in the God that is inside of me, thinking its my power, my strength, my enlightenment that guaranteed my success, but in actuality just added to my stress.
It took life experience to teach me the inspirence of what controls my destiny, now with man status I realize that it's the power of God that truly protects and governs me
Thank you God for never forsaking me
Peace
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