I anxiously wanna detach from the outcome that hurt a lot.
It costs me a great deal, but was it worth a lot?
I’m through letting the wounds of the past change me for the worse.
I’m through with being my worse. It’s a curse.
It’s not worth forever riding in the Hearst of life.
I’m overcoming mental slavery with a thirst for life.
The enemies came after me. A tidal wave of wrath for me.
It’s time for negativity to meet its end of tragedy.
I’ll persevere through the cold winters and oven summers.
My victories grow in numbers. I am an overcomer.
About the Creator
Joe Patterson
Hi I'm Joe Patterson. I am a writer at heart who is a big geek for film, music, and literature, which have all inspired me to be a writer. I rap, write stories both short and long, and I'm also aspiring to be an author and a filmmaker.
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