Future Reigns

Sitting down and crying to myself No good thing would come out of me People critizing my efforts Being left in puddling distress Detest growing louder like a panting wounded lioness It never took me longer to discover That people thought to be my friends did this Never understood the meaning of frenemy Not till it hit me like a raging storm My mama would crying out aloud Trying to understand the feeling I had Trying to kick it more harder Like a wrestler training in a big punch bag Sitting and drowning in effortless thoughts Of that future that was never built before Laid in ruins of past loathe and tears Picking the small pieces cos the mirror Is staring to that bright future trying to reflect And most of all bow to one supreme being God Staring to that broken mirror no piece lit Sucking the pain of the lost bound never missed As I laid down the gained patience withheld And stood stronger than ever before breathless Fearing not to stumble nor to crumble myself To the dark cistern of the frienemies I had and a song of brevity was heard within my dancing soul With smiles blossoming my small lips And singing to my future reigns Where darkest parts melted to clear crystals Which unveiled the hidden message Of the crumbled one still stood strong Through the hardships of bitterness consumed By swallowing the disgrace bestowed And holding hands for victory achieved Running the race and still keeping my faith