it's up to you

It's entirely up to you.

No one can live your life.

No one can plot your course.

It's up up to tap into the source.

It's your vision.

It's your  destiny.

You don't need approval.

You don't even need support.

All you need is passion, drive, and the tenacity to go forth 

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The long walk

 Sometimes it feels like I'm drowning in sea uncertainty.

Sometimes I feel like companionship is evading me purposely.

Sometimes I feel like I'll never find my destiny.

Sometimes I feel unworthy.

Sometimes I feel like a theirs not a single soul living that can relate to me.

Often I wonder if my loneliness is just a my jaded perception of reality or a cruel twist of for me.

Will eternal isolation be my final destination or will attracting the perfect confidant be my ultimate destiny?

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HLH©️ 1/29/22

mistakenly

 

It's not the end of world if doesn't go planned.

Don't beat yourself up for falling short.

Don't go to pieces.

Don't get all out of sorts.

Thier will always be things in life you can be prepared for.

Unforseen circumstances will always occur.

Life will move so quickly things will seem like one big blur.

Just always keep one thing in mind.

There is time limit on dreams and nothing is as hopeless as it seems.

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Worlds apart.

We live in the same America yet live different lives.

It's supposed to be equality for all.

However, the all part hasn't seemed to kick in yet for a few.

In your America we are all one.

In my America that be further from truth.

In your America the system is just.

I my America the system does not us.

In your America all lives matter.

In my America mine does not.

The writing's has been wall.

You choose to call it art.

This how I can be your next door neighbor but still be wolds apart.

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Seeing is believing

 

My cites under siege.

My cites under siege.

I see war.

I see suffering.

I see a problem.

I stare out my window and all I see is suffering.

Then then glance in my mirror and all I see is me.

My cites under siege.

My cities under siege.

My city needs answers.

My city needs a solution.

My city needs me.

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Surrender

Your worrying about things that haven't even happens yet. 

Yes, it could go wrong but it could also go right.

Trust the process.

The battle is indeed adjoined but it is not your fight.

Let the universe work it out.

Stop stressing over situations that you can not control.

Take a deep breath and let it all go.

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HLH© 10/22/21

 

Night shade

 

It comes without warning and consumes all its path by shrowding it in it's ominous shadows.

The night can either peaceful or unruly.

Their's telling just how it play out.

The darkness it cast can be maddening.

However, its effects are usually temporary.

The night does linger.

The night does not stay.

Just as quickly as it came it will fade.

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