In The Palm of Your Hand

You have me in the palm of your hand.

You have me in the palm of your hand.

You have me in the palm of your hand.

You have me in the palm of your hand.

Don’t drop me please.

Destiny Is Molded By Experiance

You’re walking through the night during a violent storm,

Faced with freezing cold rain, hail, and hurricane strength winds.

With each step you become weaker as if your legs are about to give,

Tears cover your beautiful face. I can see the fear in your eyes.

I can tell your questioning the path you’re walking,

Every inch is second guessing, not knowing if you can continue.

But please listen to me! Do not turn back, do not run.

Stand tall I keep progressing through the storm!

The sun is rising just ahead of you with it’s warm glow welcoming,

A promise of a new day and a stronger you!

A new person molded from pain, hurt, and suffering,

Destined to succeed and rise above the bad memory’s.

Destined to recreate yourself the way you wish.

Destined to live your life for you and no one else.

Destined to understand your part in this existence.

Destined to one day truly smile and be happy.

Change Has Changed Nothing

I’m twenty two, still unsure of myself

Still unsure of a purpose or reason

Who I am, what I want, what I need

This teenaged angst has lasted long enough

Emotions flood every sense and perception

Reminded by my past, haunted by the present

And tormented by the future ahead of me

Waiting and taunting through the unknown

I can’t see myself five years from now

Four years, three years, two, one

Six months, two months, four weeks, two

Only tomorrow appears blurry and out of focus

Once again in my life it’s time for change

It’s time to re-invent myself from the ground up

Smash the mirrors until I’m ready to look upon myself

Because at this moment I’m so...

Mountains

I can see a treacherous mountain laid before me
I stand engulfed in it’s daunting shadow
Overwhelmed, ill-equipped, and fearing the climb
A climb among many easier paths, yet a climb I must make

This trek promises an inescapable obsession
It will haunt me in my sleep, it will haunt me in my wake
It will build me, break me, and leave me to bring myself upright
It will be unforgiving, merciless, cruel and cold-hearted

O! this path presents itself as an impossible feat
As if God has chosen my fate to be of defeat and failure
But no I say, rest assured I will take the prize which rests at it’s peak
To then descend stronger, accomplished, and victorious

As if I had bested the future given to me unwillingly

With unshakable wisdom I will best each and every test created to stump me
With unwavering courage I will rise above all which towers against me
With unfaltering passion I will break through any wall built before me
With unbelievable might I will beat down those who wish to oppose me

I will not look back
I will not second doubt
I will not slow down
I will not give up

I begin to walk