You ever feel as if Murphy’s Law has taken over and nothing seems to fall in place… your entire space or world is filled with chaos, grief, pain, and lack of direction? Well, this poem displays a new beginning removing the past from what I have personally dealt with most of my life. I’m sure many can relate.
Based on nothing, its everything. New beginnings are obviously not the same repetetive thing. Moving from place to place within thoughts, shifting a bloated filled space to empty cerebral lots. The imagined vehicle has enough room to park anywhere it pleases now, as the vehicle that delivers strength is constantly gathering others from the same factory, to create results… an exciting new path for me wow. Building from zero may produce a ten, i’m aiming for eleven starting from rock bottom its time to begin.
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