On this dangerous battlefield,
Some of my soldiers become casualties.

Rushing to aid my wounded troops,
But I am also injured behind enemy lines.

Offering assistance to anyone in distress,
All while I wrap my cuts with gauze.

Helping others is an easy task,
Yet empowering myself is a hard mission.

Healing my scars is a rough assignment,
But it’s a duty that will be fulfilled with time.

When you run that additional mile,
Is there a reward or just a pat on the back?

Each task achieved will certainly earn praise,
But the extra distance is for self-gratification.

Running the course to seek a prize,
Yet the award can’t be seen nor touched.

It’s an honor that shines inside the soul,
Working hard for that success that’s felt within.

If you are producing for someone else,
The recognition is certainly short lived.

Every time you emerge for your own glory,
An internal tribute forms that is priceless.

The direction is headed toward progress,
But the trail can be presented with roadblocks,
Causing us to move back to the beginning.

Destiny’s tale tells a complex story,
Wanting you to reach the destination,
Yet offers tough barriers along the route.

Zigzagging through the mazes of life,
Fighting to reach the other side,
And you still return to the starting point.

Remain on course to the final location,
Because no matter how many steps are lost,
You can keep moving forward, advancing to bliss.

Dread accelerates to terrorizing proportions,
As the abnormal fear response kicks into gear.

Your surroundings close you in,
Even when in an open field.

Panicking like a life or death situation,
Yet the conditions are completely normal.

Temperature rises to burning levels,
Feeling the heat ******* up your oxygen.

Heart rate climbs to a rapid pace,
Believing a heart attack is happening.

Whenever a panic attack occurs,
The key to survival is saying you will survive.

Civilization will be your biggest critic,
Casting judgement on character,
Causing the shield to go up.

Personal attacks will come from strangers,
Harmful opinions come through the workplace,
And you will be stunned by loved ones.

Hearing those comments which scar,
And seeing those ****** impressions that disapprove,
Actions which can deplete self-esteem.

People’s negative perception is meaningless,
As long as you are happy with yourself,
Forming a stance that nobody can break.

When life doesn’t go as planned,
And nobody is to blame,
We tend to point the finger at God.

Blaming the almighty for catastrophe,
Losing all faith in God,
Rejecting the powerful from your prayers.

There are reasons why God enforces an action,
Sometimes we will see the bigger picture later,
And sometimes we won’t know until we are deceased.

Whatever happens to you in your life,
God always has righteous intentions,
Even when there seems to be no hope.

Praise is the sign of showing success,
With the indication to express gratitude.

We don’t always get the required recognition,
As the compliments of others drive motivation.

Hearing those words stimulates the will,
Energizing us to keep producing glory.

Battling for approval for that joyous emotion,
Standing tall by experiencing high worth.

Even though acknowledgement is great,
Self-appreciation is what matters most.