perseverance
Due to the betrayal of others, will I struggle to trust?
Some say! Trust is an orchid,
beautiful but delicate,
requiring ideal conditions in order to thrive,
without those conditions it dies.
It’s right there but I can’t grab it,
it was so beautiful when I had it,
I’ve hung my head down because
like the clouds in the sky when I tried to gather it up to something
it dissipated into nothing
Hope is a desire that leads nowhere without action.
Hope is wishing for something
that you didn’t put the work in to achieve,
so it didn’t happen.
Pain and strife, I’ve known for half my life,
Pain and strife, I’ll never quit the fight,
Pain and strife, it’s a warrior’s life,
Pain and strife, a lot of tears shed at night
I struggle, embedded in the pavement, my fight is everlasting, the elements are against me but my will to survive is far greater than the obvious destruction around me. The things that are supposed to destroy me I use to strengthen my resolve. I call on God when I am weak, he answers my prayers because in him I place my faith to rise from the bricks of this concrete jungle where it seems no one cares…