
I’ve been drifting through the days.
Harsh thoughts fill my mind with anguish.
Their talons cut through my limited defenses.
I know that my words are not enough.
I must stand strong and be true to myself.
My heart has its visions and dreams.
Hope grows when I see some progress.
The light around me is building.
I have found a way to live.
I will guard my insight with passion.
William Wayne Smith
Original patreon: “My Words“