I never expect to express, if it’s not something I have to feel,
Sometimes I vent my heart out so the wounds of my past can heal,
Today, I had a reminder,
that in life, there’s never a timer,
A point in life where I can run out,
of the passion and thirst that brought on this pout,
This heavy heart,
This drag in my step,
I love to dream of success simply because I don’t know it yet,
But I do what’s best,
Only speak and write what I feel,
And leave the rest to the universe,
because they already know how I feel,
I have one purpose and it’s mine. I know I have to have it.
I just can’t wait to grasp it.
Just so I don’t have to panic,
about the timer.