My Life, My Fight
As I stand precariously on the edge of my precipice, I am faced with the dangerous realization of the depths to which my fall would take me. Each day is like a breeze that threatens to send me plummeting down to my demise. If I lose my balance, my fall will take me to an abysmal daze. As I wait to hear your voice, carried by the wind, preceding your arrival, I hold.
At the cost of my own life,
I gave you an idea what yours should be like.
At the cost of my own humanity,
I showed you loyalty exists in its rarity.
At the cost of my own emotions,
I showed you how to survive turbulent oceans.
All at the cost of my own pain.
The ignorance is a really trying aspect of life here. Most people do not want better for themselves, and the cacophony it creates drags the feeble-minded into its vortex. This voyage I have been on, I see how it melts me down, sifts the minerals from the dirt, forces me to endure the heat of Hell’s flames. Arising from life’s forge, I will showcase the strength of my exterior, the clarity of my brilliance and the rarity of surviving the pressure.
I showed you a side of me most women never get to see
A man not accepted by today’s society
I aim to inspire others, tell them be all you can be.
It’s a real selfless act to put someone ahead of me.
Take one look into my eyes and get lost in a sea of T:
Wave caps, tidal waves, I will create a tsunami.
That’s a turbulent path not intended for the weak.
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