Most times I try to overlook what’s in Front of me, most times I try to run away.
Into the fray, a zigzag battle, battling the rush that comes with the memories I keep at bay.
It’s like a dog chasing its own tail, it’s like hiding from the shadow, hiding from yourself.
Sometimes I don’t know how to deal with it, so I hang everything on that high shelf.
I know what you’re probably thinking, how long will you run? How long will you ignore the fire burn?
If I’m being honest, I don’t know, all I know is that, it’s scary, but what I feel is not fear, I’m not afraid, I’m just not ready to look into the fray.
Can’t let it get into my head, I already fight so hard when I go to bed.
The fools game I play is my way of winning, that’s how I get to be there for everyone and sometimes I forget this one.
I’m glad though, the One who has my back is the I AM.
I’m the traveler that fights all the way through the journey.
And everytime they come knocking I won’t let them in until I’m ready.
When I am, victory is guaranteed.
On this road, until the very end.
The King
Arthur-Daniel
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