D.B.L. (Dream Believe Love)

GirlintheShadows

I am a dreamer

A believer

A lover

Not a fighter

I am not a schemer

And would rather give than to be the receiver

I dream of a time that will ignite and excite

When a light at the end of the tunnel will be in sight

I believe in the ability to feel free

In love and fate

That good things happen to those who wait

The power of an individual’s might

and that anything can be conquered if you just take flight

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Baby Steps

Dreaming

I am not where I want to be but I am closer than ever before.

I can feel the adrenaline in my veins preparing me to soar.

When will this door open, where I can stand for something much bigger than this war?

There is a world waiting to be explored.

With a sense of adventure that cannot be ignored.

I am ready to break through these chains and let the nation hear my roar.

Yet I still feel like it is an eternity away, as I stand by this shore, waiting and wishing for the day to settle the score.

I will persevere in the hopes of a miracle within the year.

Like a mountaineer I will hold on till the storm clouds disappear.

I foresee something out there being greater than the expectations I have in my dreams.

Eventually I will get to my destination, but until then I will continue to go down stream.

Here For You

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Hey pretty girl you’re too beautiful to cry

I can tell by the lakes and redness in your eyes

You’ve been holding onto the pain too long

Burying it deep with the same old song

It’s okay to be vulnerable when you feel, life’s all wrong

You don’t always have to be so strong

You’re safe in my arms where you belong

Waning Patience

Note: There is explicit language in this post so if you are not a fan of, “f-bombs,” this poem will not be for you. 🙂 

I am my own worst enemy.

Helplessly going numb as my strength starts to crumble before me.

What is the point of even trying, when what I want, does not even come.

Cluster fucks and fairy tales is all I have ever known in my trails.

So why the fuck should I persevere when my train will just keep going off the rails.

A nail has been put through my sails making the trip feel like an eternity.

Yet, in spite of this, I still turn the wheel.

Only I can choose to overcome, the scum, of what my mind thinks and reels.

As frustrating as it may be, these are the cards dealt to me and I will keep fighting until I’m free.

©WildRiverRebel 2017