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.