Let go of appraisal
Let go of satisfaction
Instead, strive to be more
Hustle to be better

Do not be content
Even when the goal is met
Instead, strive to be more
Hustle to be better

Do not rest on your laurels
Do not flaunt the feather in your cap
Instead, strive to be more
Hustle to be better

There will be many nights
Where you see a starless sky

There will be days
When it pours and rains endlessly

There will be evenings
When you wish you were
Anywhere but here

There will be times when
All you want is to be rescued

However, know that these times
Are simply ephemeral
They will not last till an eternity

Please give me something sweet
Something nice
There's not much of that in my life

I hope for the positive
Only do the negative
It's nice to see flowers untainted

Amid the thundering exterior of redemption, and the pulsing currents encompassing repossession, I find something more gentle inside recovery.
A faint radiance, of which resembles an immersion amongst the tenderness of learning how, once again, to bloom.

i am the day.
each morning I rise.
new beginnings await me.
the day is me.
we shall rise together.

Not even the rain
could stop you from brightening
up this dreary day

6:37 PM
26/7/20

I want to start a new movement,
With feeling,
That fills you with purpose,
While you read it,

I want to roll through through the world,
Fearless,
Headstrong,
Confident I make a difference,
Not afraid to take a fall,

To take a stand for justice,
Speak my heart freely,
Give my soul reason,
Manifest freedom,

To ***** my words on a page,
That’ll leave you in a daze,
Of complex emotions,
An emotional maze,

To make you feel,
Displace the hurt,
Give you comfort,
Prove your worth.