An Odd Bawl – Day 81, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

An oddball,
Thrown against a wall often.
Forced to feel the cracks,
Until my skin was pried open.
But,
Every scar you see is a painting made by God,
For you to witness and be inspired,
By pain we all suffer regardless if we desire to,
Or not…

I’m okay with that,
I accept it.
As you should as well,
Instead of,
Leaning over wishing wells,
Throwing pennies into deep waters that would rather swallow us whole,
Whether or not we stay afloat,
Underneath a torrential downpour none of us have the power to stop…

As the moonlight shines on our ocean of tears,
Why allow it to circumvent your march towards your path to freedom,
When all it does is,
Cast a way towards your desire for gold glittering the world’s impurities?
An abundance of shine for the price of your soul through obscurities,
You thought you’d never be a part of…

It’s how it begins,
Everytime,
Doesn’t it?
By a denial far from concrete,
Masked by a confidence that seeped,
Through the pores of a person you never wanted to be!
In the first place…

An oddball…
I’m fine with that.
As I bounce away from societal norms I’ve clashed with,
Too often for my own good…