Poem -

Evolution

Thicker than thieves in the night, pin code, pass code, code word, multiple keys to enter this vault, no more getting this heart broke, took it off my wrist, staying focused now on time,
šŸ‘€WATCHāŒšļøā€¦

Life, mine, no more giving benefits of doubt, no more paying the price, no more rolling the dice, fool me once but not twice, I’m not asking for much, just my own slice of paradise, I’ll play nice, pray regularly, maintain faith, just don’t get in my way,
āŒCROSSāœļøā€¦

Purpose, a never ending topic, a forever evolving subject, a war that never ends, constant battles, easily neglected, well not anymore, what’s in store, we’ll that’s my business, those blessed enough to witness, hope will be granted…
šŸ‘›CHANGEā˜€ļø

Passion, every ounce of blood, sweat and tears pour out of that fountain, every wound, every scar, every necessary bandage has been the start of what gets the heart pumping, my mind dissects what the emotions feel, the results don’t always appeal, it’s just the bitter truth and I’ll defend it,
šŸ—”HONESTYāš”ļøā€¦

I can be a savage, I can be an angel, I can build up others, or I can bestow damage, what I decide is always based on what is attracted, not by me but at the hands of others, so please be aware,
ā˜ļøWARNINGšŸ”„

I identify as a poet, not a prophet, neither pay me profits but provide Mental-Health (priceless) tired of being a lost cause, no longer living to just survive, refusing to avoid what it is I hide, facing facts from the past that forced traps, accepting who I was at others hands and differentiating who I am at my own…
šŸ¤RESPONSIBILITYšŸ‘Œ

transformed

Still transforming…
Evolving…
Solving…
Lifelong problems…
Breaking hereditary patterns…
Dissecting D.N.A…
Repairing brain damage…
Overcoming trauma…
Fighting staying the same…

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