Giving Up,
Stopped being an option.
The moment i made a choice.
Now I spend my moments,
Shouting in the face of adversity,
Egging it on,
So that once I start,
I have an enemy I made,
Hounding at my heels,
Chasing my resolve,
Slavering for a taste of my failure.
This does not mean,
I don't stumble, trip, or fall.
This does NOT mean,
I am not scared,
Of the possibility,
That I will crumble,
Like an age old tower,
On a long forgotten castle,
And become some obscure part,
Of some future success' landscape.
What it does mean,
Is that I will always,
Always,
Scramble back to my feet,
Making fast friends with my scrapes,
So that they and I,
Surviving as one,
Continue on,
Toward the goal I set my sights on,
While I was still a whole man.
As my heart breaks,
And my soul leaves tattered scraps,
On thorny bushes as I brush past,
I remind myself,
That I'm not losing myself,
To further my goal.
I am leaving behind bread crumbs,
Of positivity, light, and love,
For other people to follow,
If they choose to,
So that one day,
The fears that chased me,
Are instead,
Being chased by those chasing a dream,
Of a world where we love indiscriminately.
I'd shed every layer,
Of everything I have,
To make the world a better place,
And that,
My friends,
Is why I'll never give up.
Stopped being an option.
The moment i made a choice.
Now I spend my moments,
Shouting in the face of adversity,
Egging it on,
So that once I start,
I have an enemy I made,
Hounding at my heels,
Chasing my resolve,
Slavering for a taste of my failure.
This does not mean,
I don't stumble, trip, or fall.
This does NOT mean,
I am not scared,
Of the possibility,
That I will crumble,
Like an age old tower,
On a long forgotten castle,
And become some obscure part,
Of some future success' landscape.
What it does mean,
Is that I will always,
Always,
Scramble back to my feet,
Making fast friends with my scrapes,
So that they and I,
Surviving as one,
Continue on,
Toward the goal I set my sights on,
While I was still a whole man.
As my heart breaks,
And my soul leaves tattered scraps,
On thorny bushes as I brush past,
I remind myself,
That I'm not losing myself,
To further my goal.
I am leaving behind bread crumbs,
Of positivity, light, and love,
For other people to follow,
If they choose to,
So that one day,
The fears that chased me,
Are instead,
Being chased by those chasing a dream,
Of a world where we love indiscriminately.
I'd shed every layer,
Of everything I have,
To make the world a better place,
And that,
My friends,
Is why I'll never give up.