Life

The battle of life - I commit my

hands to the fight. I'm in the

dark so i reposition myself to

let in the light. Your promise is

to sustain me, a promise that

won't budge; like water in a bo-

ttle sealed tight. The voice in my

head says to give up...I'm not the

type. I may be in a deep pit but

one day I'll rise as high as a kite.

Searching

As I look through the

microscope,

searching for hope,

the rope tightens.

For a second I thought

I was a titan…

I can dream, I can imagine,

for a fraction.

One thing is true -

I’ll get lost in passion,

and I won’t come out

until it happens.