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“Your time will come.”

That’s what they say to me

But that’s really hard to accept

When you are where you are and you’d rather be living

Your: dream. truth. life.

Exhausted from running, chasing what you thought you were born for

Drowning in hopeless perspiration, beads of hot sweat trickles downward,

Finding solace in the corner of your eyes

The burning sensation is all too familiar

When lost. When scared. When caving.

Failure and comfort is infused in every tear that falls,

causing

visual paralysis

Losing sight of the way

Losing the will to see

Merging off course. Self-sabotage.

Because it’s so much easier to throw in the towel

than it is to

Use the towel to soak up the pain, sweat & tears.

indemnify.

Get up and clean your face

‘cause,

Crying never did anything anyway

I’ll prove me wrong before I prove them right

Resilience.

“Your time will come.”

That’s what they say to me

I can’t just sit around and wait for my life to start,

Perch and wait for nothing to come, for paths to part

Tomorrow may not have a yesterday

At least, for me anyway

Patience and humility. That’s how I’ll get there

With the will, it’s the only way

Tenacity. That’s in my black DNA.

“Your time will come.”

That’s what they say to me

Reclaiming my time. That’s what I say to me.


-kp

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