I get my message from a different source.
I carry a glistening sword into my spiritual wars.
I need more triumphs from my trials.
Tired of trying …

And I’ve been trying to find David.
Lost the key to his soul too long ago.
The downward spiral is endless.
I’m looking at my success from down below.
Wonder if I can catch it in my hands.
My body truly knows this shattered road.

My heartbeat earthquakes.
My mind has many fractures from these depressed days.
I’m manifesting my own right timing.
By preparing a lighter mindset.
Crafting diamonds outta nothing,
And putting purpose to my footsteps.

All the scret pains my body holds.
My spirit only seems to remember the worst words I was ever called.
And the best words I’ve heard now seem silly to me.
This journals voices my inner thoughts.
My pen flows through this silky soliloquy. 

I have a responsibility to smile again.
But where do I find my smile to begin!
I need to loosen insecurities.
Build tenderness in place of explosive tendencies.
Hold real love close and integral. 
The love you heal from is essential. 
My soul knows forever is only immense if you spend it feeling spent.
I’m better having had met you.

But is that a shared sentiment.