“Mad/Sad Affliction…”

I afflict sadness purposely because happiness is fleeting.

I equip with sadness, to strengthen my happiness.

I spit out water, in the hot summer evening.

I walk a thousand miles in a month.

I cry and cut myself with sharp mean words.

I look in the mirror and stare where it hurts.

I look at my flaws and embrace while I look at my eyes and face.

My skin is brown as dirt. My eyes are brown as the ground.

My voice crackles from hesitation.

Weak.

My laugh is muddled by insecurity.

Insecure.

I scream with extreme alpha-ness.

I break the chains of weakness. And work and climb out of my silly transgressions.

I work and I work. To become the man I envision.

Nothing timid here.

I keep going until I break out of my skin.

I break and seep through a crack.

My spirit lives and overcomes my small difficulties.

I am stronger and overcome my inferiorities.