Poem -

The jungle of life

The jungle of life

I walked through the jungle of life,
With so much fear and procrastination.
twenty two years shortly passed by,
Without any imagination.

Never dared to choose a different direction,
For I was afraid of what I would find.
To the real world I lost all connection,
And left the real me behind.

I was sleep walking through a nightmare,
That took too long to reach a finish.
The longer that I stayed in this flare,
My inner workings started to diminish.

When almost nothing of me was left,
It’s when I started to notice.
That I needed to reach into the depth,
Of my tear created ocean. 

Much like a jungle life can be confusing,
And have a million paths to take.
I don’t always know the one worth choosing,
But life is all about choices that are made.

My destination is not set into stone,
I will forever be making decisions. 
One day I will end up feeling at home,
Because I accomplished all with precision. 

I never once shut off my lights,
I walked through that jungle bravely.
I pushed through with all my might,
And I didn’t need anyone to save me.

I got to where I am in life today,
Because I never waited on a cue.
I abolished all the negativity in my way,
If I was able to do it then you could too.

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Marion

Like the message contained within...doesn't apply to.me anymore unfortunately...nice write x

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