55.

Putting my best foot forward,

I drag my toes against the dirt path.

My soul is slow, and sluggish –

As my mind works, and works fast.

Rising from the depths of the dead,

Anything I’ve written thus far, are jewels of potent discovery.

As darkness hovers me,

I am determined to respect things lovingly.

But first I must love myself,

Disregarding how many times I’ve been here.

This world, I sin here, but I will not end here.

So, I develop my feelings and mental with clarity and strength.

Taking my time, in the thoughts that I write and think.