Accepting uncertainty made my freedom inevitable.

Releasing my desire for status knowing the only achievement is to be credible.

“He was always there, he helped me as much as he could.”

Squash a bug in the past & change the future, is what I’m doing today what I should?

Reality is something we can use our imagination or substances to bend.

Watching my life, I’m constantly chasing that drug on which I spend.

Unlimited time with family and friends pouring out through hits of my pens.

I don’t ever want this high to end.

Come over, come visit, let’s pack.

Even a job with a friend made us forget we were racing rats.

#FreePluck

For a piece of me, is a peace of mind.

When luck is what you find.

I hope you’ll add a P sometimes.

There are things even poets do not have the words to describe.

Such emotions once they’re felt, they demand the absence of your pride.

I guess, that’s where I walk towards now, escaping my vanity.

Where I used to hide from tears, I’ve stepped from under the canopy.

Empathy exploding, understanding bursting to near delusion.

To think you know is doom, guidance is found in accepted confusion.

I don’t know where I’m going, I don’t know what will happen, but fear has stopped its drumming.

The only thing I know is all I need to know, I love who I’m becoming.

I want to be in the world without the focus on the being, being me.

For to be free is to just, be.

What is a dream other than a moment we hope to hold?

I find myself obsessing as the winds shift from hot, to warm, and back cold.

Leaves fall, I rise and rise, ignoring seasons.

A list that was once extensive has been reduced to one reason.

A fire burning for one desire.

A vehicle built for the distance has the ability to finish on one tire.

Threads get weak, and the rubber gets so thin.

However I’ve noticed pressure tends to come from within.

A finish isn’t satisfying without the terrain you’ve made It through.

I may love my dream, but my dear process, It was all for you.