Living Without Limits

My poetry is like a rhyming news show
You speak about the bed of mistakes I'll lie in, but I speak the truth though
I'm the most flawed man you'll meet, but I'm cute though
I've decided I'm living without limits from now on, I just saw the roof go

The sky is in sight, I won't let anything block my view
Carried on walking even when I lost my shoe
Paying for mistakes is better than it costing you 
Meaning it's better to learn from it, than Die for something that's not for you

When it rains, that's the sky making sure I don't dehydrate
When I step over puddles, it allows me to see my face
I can't give up when I see my own Determination
Things don't seem so hard once you learn the basics 

I'm not sprinting, I pace
It's about finishing my own journey, not winning the race
I'll talk to myself if no one is singing my way
Had to find my own hope, because no one was bringing the faith 

Previous stats in a game played today don't mean a thing
Got scarred and bloody on my journey, but now I've cleaned my wings
Me, myself and I, is the Team I bring
A real warrior finds victory for himself, while losers only dream to win 

My poetry is like a rhyming news show
You speak about the bed of mistakes I'll lie in, but I speak the truth though
I'm the most flawed man you'll meet, but I'm cute though
I've decided I'm living without limits from now on, I just saw the roof go
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Kinch  Avatar
December 28, 2017 at 9:52 PM
Love the line "Got scarred and bloody on my journey, but now I've cleaned my wings." Soar high my friend.
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