My Experience Strength and Hope
My Experience Strength and Hope
Crimson wounds the world cannot see
Scab over just in time to be ripped off again
These wounds I do not hide
They bleed from the inside
Left, right, forward
So many paths one may choose’
We are the architects of our lives
It is all up to me
How prosperous I will be
I have grown wiser and my choices are no longer so visceral for me
Blame gets one nowhere
Once you are grown, it is all you
So wachUgonna do?
I seek the balance for a full and fruitful life
I know pain waits by the riverside
Again, I will meet strife
Meanwhile, on my quest for balance
I am experiencing life
Surely not on MY terms
Yet I can choose to respond and not react
Make no mistake these wounds are real
The Universe can heal just give it all your blood sweat and tears
Things that come easy do not tend to last
It is when you work and never say die
Things attained just may stay
Still no guarantees, do not dismay
So much easier to give excuses, give up settle
Oh no, Not me!
I have overcome merciless obstacles and am once again thriving
The Universe must have real special plans for me!
I can strangle each demon that I know to be ~ others replace them
No pity
The key for me is to have a purpose in life way higher than me
To wake each day with a purpose in sight, attainable you see
And never stopping balancing it’s a tough ‘act’ you see
Constantly toggling for a balance
Cause you can sure count on constant change
Balance to keep
You from
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To far down or shooting up too
A little conundrum experience, I share so life is not such a mysterious mystery
Find your purpose and constantly seek balance
Sounds soooo easy
Sunshine Williams
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