From This I Must Always Fight To Win Poem by James Darwin Smith II

When tides form from the ocean
As poetry becomes motion
I try to believe in miracles
As I try to live in my own peace

Yet, I become too cynical
Negative words becoming subliminal
As no one understands the way I truly feel

When tides fall out
And sand grows life
My memories grow inside
Trying to destroy them with all my might

As poetry becomes emotion
My heart becomes an ocean
I try to give out my true identity...

Of who I am
From words within
I write my own battles
I write in my own will
From this I must always fight to win