The Will To Not Give Up Poem by micksli thompson

My dreams
My fears
My cries
My lies
My tears
My treasures
May they hear you
I must choose a path...
Yet I can't decide
I haven't been able to realize my gift or purpose
Some days I feel empty, as if I have nothing to live for anymore
My heart is slowly crossing a path
I endure
Pray
Yet some days the darkness engulfs my heart
But tiny lights appears...
I remember the ones I love dearly
The ones who are counting on me
My goals and dreams
Memories of my closest friends and family engraved in my heart
I await my time to bloom
But only time will tell what awaits me
I am willing to show that there is always a way no matter what
May the day come when I shall shine and realize my purpose.