They may use you
abuse you
slap you
kick you
shoot you
stab you
curse you
mock you
choke you
tear you
and at times, defeat you
in that time a n d time alone
They may do all this because
they know you can reach the
heights, the impossible,
that they can only
dream of
but
they won't ever destroy
you. You know when to be
a tempest and when to be tranquil
You know when to be a flicker and
when to be a flame
When to shake the earth and to sprout
they may put so much energy to see you
on your knees, vulnerable and weak,
but as long as you continue to
rise to your feet, they will
be blinded by the
light of your
glory.
Feeling a lil optimistic now. You know, I can say that there are ALOT
of people I can list now that really want to see me fail, friend and family.
Shame but at least I know who I can and can't trust. I'm on that level of
consciousness now. This is a poem dedicated to them.
To let them see me down is a victory to them.
But it'll always be hollow because I will have that strength
to get back up again.
If anyone is in need of more fire to their flame, I hope this poem is at least a drop of fuel / a piece of wood.
Be back soon!
Lyn ***