in my heart
i see weakness,
not in the sense
of strength
but of
character.
i see my
self-doubt
and watch my steps
falter.
one's dreams,
grandeur or simple,
can carry one
only to a point,
after which one must
leap.
to leap further
and reach
beyond
what one expects
or hopes
or dreams,
is proof of will,
proof of existence.
i do not know
if i am capable
of such a leap.
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