Self Collaboration

I collect my thoughts
Having fought the fight
That sought to ramsack my light
As I spark the ignition of my drive
Eye to eye
Id rather sacrifice my vision
With no eye witnesses
Before losing my third eye
Having my sight relinquished....
Indeed, I can only be indebted
To the embedded inpiration that indescribably devours me with desire
Responding to the correspondent of my heart
Yet, a man apart
The spectator held for ransom for living in third person
Paying with mislead attention
Diluted intentions
With worthless mentions of...
Failures
Need I not
Nevertheless, did I not long suffer to surface tougher?
Purified by the furnace
With the firmness needed
For I say, "A shaky stance find no refuge on the shifty sands but the base of a strong man will build balance with willing hands"
A writer, writes
The artist reimagines all prospectives possible
We use the gifts given
Given the chance?
Better yet, chances are taken,
Given the time to talent into skill
I gather my thoughts
I thought to gather myself
I, myself am.....