Falling down I got back up,
straight went in
putting the paper to the pen
putting it to work for me
no more time I had to stop
take a second to look back in,
the grace of God separated me
redirected shined his light up on me,
those closest I watched
switched up on me
claiming to have wished the best for me,
‘they will hate you as they hated me’, he said,
never getting that hate returned back from me,
throughout the storms I’ve maintained the strengths in me
kept the faith no matter how hard I hit the floor,
mad at me
they couldn’t take control of me,
never receiving an ending only witnessing the beginning of me,
turn on the air then reserve your seats
it’s about to get really hot in here,
playing the cards just working to eat from here,
the cards I was dealt
I struggled still I made it out of here,
kicking me while I was down
getting called for another round
standing my ground from here,
raising back up
no matter the countless times
I’ve done seen the floor.
-AggressiveExposure-
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