If I trust you then that means I am entrusting with my soul, love, and mind.
To break my trust is to shatter my soul, love, and mind.
Yet, I seek God in the times of worry, loss of trust, and hurt.
When I leave this world.
I hope that I am remembered by how much love I gave.
I hope that I am not judged crucially.
I am an imperfect man that makes mistakes.
Thus spoke Zarathustra, I also want to be great.
With each sentence, I write my repentance.
I vent and write because this is my outlet.
My ego is tamed through this practice.
Do not leave me if you are in my life.
If you do step out – it will hurt.
I wear my heart on my sleeve.
I am loyal and emotional.
Still growing and learning.
Not foolish, but I am as passionate as they come.
Passion is all I have when all else fails.
I write with passion, and compete with passion, because I am grateful and blessed.
Life is a learning lesson and process.
God, I trust your process.