Closer To The Truth Poem by Mwenyeji Spikes

I am the one to lock you down in your insecurities
I will not be the one to liberate you from unending struggles with self
I will stand with my head held high
I will ponder all the aspirations concealed beneath your frown

Pat you on your back and promise you comfort in tomorrow I will not
The turmoil within your spirit sends ripples ranging across your heart
The universe it seems, spins slow
Too slow perhaps a rhythm that you couldn't dance to
In your fighting corner all your strength is now drained

The tides sweep you over then over again
You are tired of being tossed up and down
But your will to conquer still scarce, your confidence dealt a blow
Your confidence bruised beyond nursing
But every step of the way you get an inch closer to the truth
That only you can get in the way of your happiness.