it’s amusing.
how can life be so simple - yet still be so confusing.
why is it on my best days - that i can still find the doom looming.
passion or pleasure?
of which can i truly and honestly say that i have been pursuing?
and how will i know when it’s time to face the music?
take it step by step, even if you can't see it - just do it.
the key to success is hidden behind your movements.
intention, precision, avoiding the influence.
you’d be amazed at how many people walk around still clueless.
your strengths aren’t the only skills that you should be using.
if you aren’t determined to win you’ll become content with losing.
if you don’t listen to the signs - someday you'll lose them.
in this life you will either be chosen for or do the choosing.
so which will you be doing?
»B.Don
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another one bites the dust - or so it would seem.
been going through all the same motions but cannot understand what it means.
have to fight off bad thoughts and habits - they are one hell of a team.
but i'm better though.
i may not arrive on my timing but trust that everything is on schedule.
i'm choosing - love and a life, one that's full of hugs and admiration.
nothing great can arise from sitting back and simply waiting.
you must learn patience and still know when to get up and go take it.
i’ve heard too many stories about making it out from under the basement.
a dream isn’t a dream if it isn’t worth chasing.
a risk isn’t a risk if you know it’s worth taking.
so it’s full throttle - with all wheels on the pavement.
it’d be a crime to not see how far that i can take it.
as this life is truly only as good as you make it.
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my words will soon free me.
transcend me into a new being.
the right path is always there even if you can’t see it.
it requires believing.
to continue fighting - breathing.
it requires the ability to not accept defeat and..
the will to propel yourself from the cement.
mustering the strength to fight your demons.
you can never lose as long as your heart’s beating.
you can go from nose bleeds to floor seating.
your dreams can be reality - so casually.
so why should anyone ever practice living practically?
so please don't get lost within the matrix.
demand everything you deserve - there's no payment.
only pain and the patience.
so try your best and just keep waiting..
when the opportunity comes make sure you take it..
just be grateful you can witness a legend in the making.
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emotions so potent they can drown even the noblest.
hopeless - back to the basics when your backs where the ropes is.
but what do you do when you’ve grown tired of fighting violent oceans?
my rage cannot and will not continue to be reignited.
darkness surrounds me making it harder to find the silver lining.
let alone my footing.
but even a pawn can claim the rook and..
remember that it’s all fundamentals no matter which way you’re looking.
there’s no masking it - i need to learn how to sit and just bask in it.
feel the rage within my bones and manifest more cash with it.
learn to find and then highlight where my passion is.
because the greedy always lose to the passionate.
so be passionate.
be loving.
your dreams can come true, you just have to want it.
and i want it.
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your reflection reveals my imperfections. which is a blessing. because through you i have learned to turn my tragedies into weapons. to turn my losses into lessons. because what is beauty? if it is neglected? what is love? if not respect and.. admiration. because through you i have learned the act of patience. and as a person who hates waiting.. there’s clearly no debating.. that your love can leave me shaken. that because of you i can learn changing. it’s amazing how life moves faster when you’re no longer racing. when the world is in our hands and we can control the pacing. so - what’s the pacing? since we control the narrative.. know that there is nothing that i wouldn’t give. and there’s nothing that can stop divine.. as they would have to stop the time. to erase the passion that we have.. they would have to eradicate the future and the past. and without an outside force as strong - i plan to keep you here. where you belong. »B.Don
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writing has become my new way of fighting. the words provide a shield to the titan. they provide the courage to the lion. insights within my mind become heightened. so it’s no wonder that it leaves me frightened. the words shed light on the truth within myself. to display all my thoughts plainly on a shelf. being vulnerable is me being me without needing help. i know this is all just a test - and if i don’t fail then i’ll never grow. so i will keep faith and take a chance - how else will i ever know? »B.Don
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motivation is nonexistent. determination is what i’m missing. a divine purpose - a commitment. a mission. growing weary of the wishing. all the signs are there i just need to listen. what does it mean to be living? existing? non-existent? sometimes i wish i could disappear - but to where? who would care? do i dare? vanish through the air. am i prepared? one could never be - inevitably. i am redefining the word - destiny. »B.Don
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why can’t i stop my brain from thinking? to simply put a pause to all the noise. i want it to stop but yet somehow i do not have the choice. i wish i could extract that little voice - that little voice of reason. because why should it have any say in what “i” believe in. it can criticize all day, but can’t tell me what keeps my heart beating. what - keeps my dreams alive. that - passion deep inside. my thoughts aren’t “me” - they are just thoughts within my mind. a creation of my own creation could never lead to my demise. but who can you believe in when you cannot trust your own mind? everyday's a struggle when you compete against the time. as it never stops. but neither shall i. i will conquer my mind - in proper due time. if it’s me vs. me - i know i’ll be fine. »B.Don
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freedom calls - but will i answer? i fear what awaits while my mind, soul, and body aches. counting down the days - estimating the plays. envisioning me on the stage. but this one is for all the marbles. have i had enough lessons? have i gathered all the weapons? is the moment now in my presence? what needs to happen for me to step in? too many questions. too much guessing. not enough faith. not enough pressing. move forward and all else shall follow. the “mountains” that you face are hollow. if you need the strength you can borrow. but i beg you - don’t wait until tomorrow. »B.Don
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tears falling down my face on Christmas. asked God for a sign and it was perfectly gifted. emotions underwhelming me have now been lifted. but where had they been concealed? a light entered my life and it seems as though all has been revealed. the truth - is the only thing that i needed to heal. the truth - is awaiting me and i’ve been evading still. the truth - is i’m having a hard time telling what’s real. so moving forward i’ll die on my hill. a force to be reckoned they will bow by my will. humbleness is just a form of complacency. it was a void pulling me back so now it’s time to fill the vacancy. my emotions were suppressed out of fear that they’d bury me. but it’s never been more clear that I need them to live merrily. »B.Don
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