your eyes, the sunrise.
my sweet, sweet demise.
why am I built so differently?
when will I ever really be seen?
is there anyone else out there like me?
is it supposed to always be this lonely?
sip it slowly while the day unfolds over me
nothing is known. just a hazy misty glow.
of a day not yet undone
the day aheads a mystery. I sip and wake up slowly.
self discipline is just another form of self love.
maybe the hardest. the toughest. the most difficult to learn.
once you’ve learned to discipline yourself; you’ve become your own nurturer.
how do you get closer to god?
you get closer to yourself