Poetic World 98 😘

_What nobody says_




Maybe its not how you see it that makes it,
Maybe its not the footstep that counts,
Maybe its not the battles that defines it,
Maybe its not even what they say that's appropriate,
Maybe its not going to kill you,
Its just your mind,
Wrapping packages that's not befitting to your vision,
Molding cups that doesn't suit your kind of wine,
Hissing away the blockbuster idea God gave to you,
Allowing your surf answers through the world and you're the answer,
Maybe its that enemy in you,
Because you allowed it linger on your blood too long,
Bluring you away from being the world's best,
Archaic your dreams to an eighteenth century disaster,
You've gone drunk on your darkness,
That the very sight of light is like fire on your skin,
You've hurt yourself badly,
Why don't you heal yourself?
You're ain't Jesus but can be the light you yearn for,
You can dust off the thousand lies its saying to you,
You can run it your way and ace every bit,
You can eliminate the enemy you've never seen,
You can do this!!!
And you're starting on the hour of this note,
Victory is yours, can you feel like I do?



©Fortunate writes
#spokenwordpoetry
#welcometomay

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_What nobody says_




Maybe its not how you see it that makes it,
Maybe its not the footstep that counts,
Maybe its not the battles that defines it,
Maybe its not even what they say that's appropriate,
Maybe its not going to kill you,
Its just your mind,
Wrapping packages that's not befitting to your vision,
Molding cups that doesn't suit your kind of wine,
Hissing away the blockbuster idea God gave to you,
Allowing your surf answers through the world and you're the answer,
Maybe its that enemy in you,
Because you allowed it linger on your blood too long,
Bluring you away from being the world's best,
Archaic your dreams to an eighteenth century disaster,
You've gone drunk on your darkness,
That the very sight of light is like fire on your skin,
You've hurt yourself badly,
Why don't you heal yourself?
You're ain't Jesus but can be the light you yearn for,
You can dust off the thousand lies its saying to you,
You can run it your way and ace every bit,
You can eliminate the enemy you've never seen,
You can do this!!!
And you're starting on the hour of this note,
Victory is yours, can you feel like I do?



©Fortunate writes
#spokenwordpoetry
#welcometomay

BY Poetic World 98 😘