Today I almost did it.
I really did.
I almost did something so unspeakable that I almost did it.
I almost gave up.
I almost stopped believing in me.
I was just about to curb my vision.
I was about to abandon all hope.
I was about to put my dreams on the back burner and embrace that I just wasn't meant to shine.
I simply wasn't meant to have it.
Success would never be mine.
I really started programming myself to believe...not to believe.
I'm disheartened to say the least.
I will press on and on and keep shining my light.
I know I'll probably grow weary again.
I know I may loose or outgrow a couple of friends.
I may take a few L's
I might get derailed.
I might fall short.
Yes, I'm 99% sure at some point I will fail.
What I "will not" do is not give up.
I will press through all the hate.
All the stressful days.
All the sleepless nights.
I will press forward and live like everything I'm seeking is already mine.
I can't believe that I almost gave up.
THE POETRY CORNER:POETRY WITH A PASSION.
POETRY FOR ALL OCCASIONSTM
HLH CR 1/07/18