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My confidence is like the tide It rises to challenge the earth itself It subsides revealing all my insecurities Never has it remained constant for a second It sways as if controlled by an outside force Like waves submitting to the will of the moon My confidence is like the tide I find myself clinging to the life raft of hope, maybe it's my own will to survive Or a primal, instinctual motivation of self-preservation to which I must abide Often I am lost in the sea of lies without a moral compass for a guide I push my own thoughts and emotions to the side Is it enough to just give up and say that I tried My confidence is like the ti

There is no better time than the present To review the past it will only take a second Reflect Breath Think Am I satisfied Or horrified I'm falling Farther behind Tired of wasting time This refraction Proves I need to change direction This recollection Justifies I must take action This reflection Gives evidence I have to rethink my intention Stopped my progress Started to digress Now my heart is in distress Today is my only chance to do my best No rest No time for self pity and sorrow This new life starts right now and not tomorrow I've been  slacking So now I find myself back tracking Letting life get the best of me

    I am the master of my fate,        I am the captain of my soul.                  ~William Ernest Henley            It dosen't matter who my parents are          My mother works in realistate       My father is a cook     I changed my career six times       Seen and heard things unimaginable         My fate is in my own two bare hands If I fail or succeed relies solely on me   I ride the waves of destiny      Captain of my life           I set sail on the winds of my hope              I see promise on the horizon                My future will not wait                          I will persue relentlessly          

This is the best I can do There comes a time When your heart Can no longer break When the reservoir Behind your eyes Finally runs dry You say you wanted To end on good terms In a perfect world We could still Be friends But the best Terms that this Can end on Is for me To let you go The flame Is no longer A gentle candle But a violent Fuse burning And it would Destroy any Memories Still worth Holding So Leaving Each Other Is The Best Terms We Can End On

I left my heart in the desert I left my heart under the sun I believed it was time to move on I was ready for a new chapter I was ready for a fresh start And all that was holding me back was my heart Well my heart followed me home The desert night was too cold And now my heart has a story it wishes to be told You don't have to change who you are to finally move on You just have to start fighting for what you believe in And enjoy who you are so that you can be happy once again

   A rolling slate of fog cascaded its way between the gravestones. It caused the skies to reside behind the tide of ominous, gray water-light enough to hang itself above the soil. Near an unmarked gravestone, someone sat alone. Her back to the grave, as should gaze upon the final resting place. The young girl with almost perfect white hair had just a touch of silver resting on her shoulder. She wanted to cry but could not recall why. She seemed far too young to be laid to rest but in truth, within the house of death, all are a welcomed guest. She felt weak, yet strode to her feet, and walked along the hallowed rows of the reapers keep. Some

Many times I find myself talking in circles Saying I will be some place Only to end up back where I started I've seen people that were madly in love Murder the love they had with just a few simple words I've seen politicians back themselves into a corner Regretting past statements I've said things without thinking I've spoken out of turn There are some words we can't take back It's always good to think before you speak What I need to do from now on is to say what I mean And to mean what I say Otherwise my words have no value My voice has no meaning Is it worth having the last word Is it worth looking ignorant From my experien

It's hard to fly When your wings are made of iron It's hard to float With this weight on your shoulders While every one looks ahead You watch their back When every one sleeps You're awake Sometimes it's hard to connect When someone new comes along And you're worried they might be a threat With wings of iron you might not be faster But you are stronger When every one leaves You chose to stay A Sheild, Guardian, Protector All of these words describe who you are

To keep a dream burning bright To still see the dim light Even after  only ashes remain If only just to sustain To have an idea so clear You held so near To never give up the fight Is to prove to everyone you were right

If you ever get the chance To write down your feelings Or keep track of major life events Seeing them on paper Reading them again After forgetting them for so long Looking back into the past Seeing what you use to think Seeing who you were Being able to witness your own growth Or having a front row seat to your destruction Maybe you're lucky enough to be proud of All the trials you survived All the challenges you surpassed Maybe next time When you look back and read You will know The pain you're feeling now Will be just one more addition to your story