Our Time To Smile – Day 338, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

A year of abstinence from inhaling chronic to set the record straight.
My vices aren’t in charge as I doctor myself back to good health,
And,
Tune into the fate in which God has made for me by wrapping my palms around another page,
Another pen,
Another poem I recite as I find my way back home within a stage.
No script involved when I play into a role fitting best for a man,
Thriving as a solo act who tends to amaze anyone seeking more than a moment to be entertained.
And,
I’m grateful to do so,
Now that the smoke has cleared making way,
For everyone to witness what I’ve had to say,
Ever since I’ve been away!
For those five years where I locked myself inside of a cage,
Built by ignorance and shame,
I felt by my need to die.
As all I hope for is to save another’s life,
Through love within words I’ve needed,
Instead of ridicule I was riddled by.
This next phase is for all who cry,
Tears nobody gets to see,
As it is our time to heal while we radiate smiles towards the sky…