No stars or moon;
The night sky is cloudy,
Like the thoughts in my mind;
Jumbled and incoherent,
Will it ever clear?
The doubts and confusion,
Dark and heavy;
Weighing down my heart,
But I'll fly high and above;
This veil of resistance,
I will rise above it all;
On top of the world once more,
Because no pothole is too deep;
Nor any barrier too thick,
That I cannot overcome;
No one can hold me down,
I am meant to soar;
No shackles can contain my spirit,
Not life; not love; not fear;
If it can't **** me,
I will persevere;
Not to be made an example of,
But to lead by example...
© okpoet