These lines on my crevice create chances
Massif trials I must triumph through
Alligning to parallel stigmas creating balance
I must find the power that denotes truth
I tussled my way in thrusting bricks of trust
Between the seams of pride
Throwing away fragments that denies
Death is so near but I feel so alive
Whatever it takes I will pull through
Miracles & Luck I've always believed
Fighting every enmity that ruptures me
Denying that I'm dying is my bulletproof
I dare to dream
I dare to believe
Igniting the fire in my heart
Flames of courage within me
I will fly like a lark
Burning through the dark
So take my hand and you will see
Just how simple it is
*If you just do it
If you just believe
You always question yourself,
"Will I be rich one day?
Can I buy that one day?
Can I be like that one day?"
All this credence are laying stagnant with remorse. I just believe something can happen if you try your best and believe.
(And this is not my usual writing,
But I wrote this in less than 5 minutes. *pats shoulder. hha)