Patience…

The best things come,
With a bit of patience.
Even if your bones,
Feelin’ ancient.
I know you don’t,
Wanna have;
This conversation.
Absurdity;
That keeps your,
Ego complacent.
There’s;
A shadow realm,
Adjacent;
To the vibes,
Left vacant.
Cause’;
There’s an emptiness,
In your mind,
In your heart & soul.
I promise it’s patience,
That pays the toll.
Til then just keep your,
Sense of self control,
And remain whole.
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For the longest time,
I had quite;
The paralyzed mind.
Not even half way,
Through the climb,
And I found my,
Rope was inna bind.
Wanted to climb down,
And;
Leave my journey behind.
But I couldn’t…
A voice inside,
Told me I shouldn’t.
Told me;
I had so much ahead,
You can give up,
But you should be,
Patient instead.
Pondered for a second,
As my thoughts sped,
Migraine in my head,
Makes me wanna be dead.
But I know deep down,
I’m too good for the lead,
It’s not my time for,
The deathbed.
Thread by thread,
I let all my sinful,
Skin shed;
And bled my poetry,
Swear this is some,
Of the deepest shit,
I’ve ever said.
I wanted to love,
Who I was;
So I changed,
Into who I am.
Something;
Told me to run,
So I ran.
I ran farther than,
My old habits,
Could expand.
Just a man,
Without a plan,
Who finally decided,
To give a damn.
Sacrificial lamb,
To my own,
Scams & faults,
Followed;
The wrong path,
Like an occult.
Often at times,
My attention,
Would halt.
World surrounding,
Is triggered,
For full assault.
Stress in need of,
A CTRL-ALT,
Then I realized,
That it was,
Finally time to be,
An adult;
Time to act my age.
My patience,
Always succumbed,
To rage;
Broke my wrist,
As I wrote to this page.
Blacked out;
And woke up in,
A mental cage.
Spent;
Some months here,
And trained,
The cortex of my brain.
Learned I must accept,
Before I defeat pain,
Gotta know a little bit,
Of insanity;
To know you’re still sane,
Only way to find glory,
Is through shame.
This world,
Will tear you down,
And;
Strip your name.
So show this world,
You can do the same.
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Yin & Yang,
That be the force.
Yin & Yang,
That keeps,
Humanity on course.
Thirsty as a horse,
Running for the sport,
Pitching ideas,
That make your mind,
Twist & contort.
Shoot some stars,
Like that cloud,
Named oort.
Time jumped,
From port to port,
Drew the stick,
That’s short,
And;
Fought my way,
From out the fort,
Without an escort.
Too pro-life;
To let my plans abort.
Used my magic & cunning,
To thwart;
Wretched schemes,
Like those of Lord Voldemort.
Hmmm…
Maybe there’s still hope,
For this worrywart,
After all.
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You may not be happy right now, but just know that the day will come when you can naturally smile again. Idk when, but it’s coming. Just be patient.