I think it's time for me
to stop counting the days
with notches on the wall
about something
I never really had.

It's time to stop
living in the past
& let go of mistakes
that I made in my youth
& taste the freedom of today.

Our days are a finite number
passing with each moment
every grain of sand swallowed
by the hourglass of life
until nothing remains.

your disability is never your weakness,
its your greatest motivation
in finding
the strength
within...

He is a sunken chest at the bottom of the ocean.
Rusted rough on the outside.
Swim to find him, hold your breath.
Open him up and you'll find nothing other than perfect,
solid gold.