slowly realizing that i should no longer speak..
and instead offer up a listening ear to the meek.
because if my tongue is a liability then using it makes me weak.
because if I say it but don’t do it - what does that make of me?
afraid.
a coward, who can’t seem to turn the page.
within the darkness… do i shed light?
or do i remain hidden away?
was it a coin flip or chosen?
that i allowed myself to be trapped within this cage.
when navigating through life - it’s common to get lost within the maze.
until you realize that you can pave.
until you realize that you can change.
until you realize that the pieces of your life - can be rearranged.
it’s oftentimes that the tiniest spark - produces the brightest flame.
»B.Don
Tag: undefeated
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curled into a ball.
just to come to the realization that..
it provides me with only the illusion of protection from it all.
because if i'm so steeled - then why do i yield?
rendering myself concealed - whenever my heart, beckons - calls.
to what advantage do i stall?
when my heart's only intention is to help guide me.
where is the hesitation residing?
perhaps i prefer to be blinded.
voluntarily, losing my sighting - by disregarding my writing..
because inaction - is still an action.
yet i was blessed with the ability to see alternative views and..
yet somehow still coerce myself into believing the same excuse.
that everything is on God's timing.
what if God's timing is also my timing?
that my writing provides - the lighting.
the illumination.
a guide to and through my life's explorations.
that my writing is more than a declaration.
it's a realization - that this life is what i make it.
that all of my dreams are worth chasing.
that at the end of the day - evasion is still evading.
your heart's desires should require no further explanation.
it only requires you to muster the bravery to face it.
the demons, the dreaming - to forge a path from beneath the cement.
envision who it is that you want to be and then to go … just be it.
»B.Don -
i’m unchained.
limits only exist within my brain.
it’s pointless to attempt to go through life without a stain.
more often than not you must lose in order to gain.
to see the sun's warmth you must sit through the rain.
to feel joy you must also know pain.
we may interpret it differently but inevitably it's the same.
life is a game.
so, control the reigns.
take your aim.
control the brain.
if you fail.
adjust the aim.
then start again.
obstacles were only meant to be slain.
so, go and slay.
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do you believe me?
my mind - the dreams it’s conceiving?
the road less traveled reveals my tears and my bleeding.
do you recognize the words you are reading?
my pain could penetrate cement.
hunted or haunted every time that i’m sleeping.
there’s no peace found even when dreaming.
my only hope is for freedom.
yet somehow my best self hardly shows when i need him.
humans must feel pain for a reason.
it’s futile, so don’t attempt to run from it either.
oftentimes it only takes one encounter to create a believer.
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if writing is the cure to confusion..
then my mind has been concluding with illusions.
my worries eluding my pencil whenever it starts moving.
i’ve been losing sight of the dreams i’m pursuing.
sluggish movement, a worn out toolkit.
i just might lose grip.
the agony watching as every finger slips.
and what if i let go?
begin a venture into the unknown.
if life has shown me anything..
it’s to stop thinking and just go.
to murder my ego.
to learn how to breathe slow.
if i take my time i just might learn how to see more.
appreciate the present moment, any second it can be gone.
or..
i could be on.
if i let faith be my guide it’s impossible to be wrong.
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with fear surrounding.
the doubt surmounting.
my worries compounding.
and my heart still pounding.
i can find it.
the beauty in the silence.
the blessings in disguising.
to decipher that it’s a temporary fog that’s clouding my sighting.
that i’m actually stronger than the demons i’m fighting.
sometimes it takes a simple reminder.
other-times directions from my god up higher.
nonetheless there will forever be a spark to ignite my fire.
the heart won’t stop seeking when it desires.
my feet must continue even when they tire.
my mind may play tricks but i’m meant for brighter.
a leader to empires.
a revolutionary who inspires.
my words will carry on through the world that transpires.
»B.Don -
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?
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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.
»B.Don -
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.
»B.Don -
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
B.Don Poetry 