What a word means to me.

I every so often try to picture where I want to be.
I am starting to realize that place I am in search of is not a still life picture.
Its a journey, Its an ever changing path.
Filled with trials, hardships, learning, loving and friends.
I have no destination, just a road I wish to travel.
everything In my life is building me up for what I am about to get entwined with.
I sold 20 years of my life for a dream, I couldn't be happier.
This words are my life, they are my everything.
I will stand by my words and music till I die.
I will someday die, But my music and words are endless.
I am immortal. or will be one day. Forever entombed in sound waves hard drives and speakers.

It is who I am.
when all is lost, these words are my light at the end of my tunnel.
A written book of my failures and my accomplishments.
I may be a bit hollow, But my soul burns bright.
I illuminate my rock bottom with light.
every time I write.
I create worlds, hope and feelings.
Not just in my self but in people who read them.
I can see their hearts. care not about there faces
but they need me.
need me to succeed. for I need me to succeed.
I must succeed. I gave to much. lost so much
but one day I will gain the world somehow.
someway, one day. This will all begin to make sense.

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Great poem. I especially like

Great poem. I especially like the last few lines. :)


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