My Soul Will Fly

Waking up in a half bliss, there is nothing left for me to do but pray on your purpose. Better yet pray on my purpose for my destiny and my journey, as they need a giddy up for they have been slow lately. I try to get up but I stay, for the bed is too comfy, mistaking love for fear, I lay for hours more. Dreams that were once fulfilled turn absent as they tinker on the edge of fulfillment and emptiness. Withdrawing myself from what I deserve I lay longer, as the sun plays it role for everyone else doing their thing, guiding them to the light and the love within. It is not enough for me as I build strength, mentally and physically unblocking a path for my soul in hopes that it will fly. It is just a matter of time before it busts out. It might not be today, it might not be tomorrow, but one of these days it will emerge, and I will never turn back.

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