VOICE OF THE HEART
I am not on a marathon, but my heart is.
I am not fear driven, but my heart is.
My thinking is loaded and freedom stays far.
What's with the constant urge?
I am triggered within,
All I see are weaknesses that refused to mount on the wings of strength.
Motivators turned mirror, but they are like pests.
Like a paramount ruler, you dominate me,
The handwriting on the wall reads time.
I know you have my back,
I salute your persistence,
I will rise up to my responsibilities,
I will not abort the urge,
And to my fulfillment land, I will dance.
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