Too familiar with the sound of no vibrating from another’s lips while I keep my ears closed.
Too familiar with how the wind feels when someone sways their head from left to right while keeping their doors closed.
But,
Lately I’ve become acquainted with the peace that comes within each rejection.
How I have more time to work on myself as I face my reflection,
And,
Accept things for what they are now.
I’m a poet,
Flowing through each step I address through atonement.
Realizing how each omen is a blessing in disguise while I show my old self the kind of discipline I wish I had back then.
After all,
Love is love no matter how tough it presents itself.
And,
Nowadays,
I can finally say I’m willing to find it within myself…
Familiarities Of A Second Chance – Day 261, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
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