Like bump in the night,
Minutes are fleeting,
Waking fall back to commotoss,
In a second I feel pountless,
Not my emotion,
Takes must of day to recall,
I work for me not for those to lazy to try,
Will keep hitting it,
Can go no where till vehical us running on all cylinders,
Waster six months on what ifs,
Do people other then your moms ever see you?
The possibility you see lookimg in the mirror?
Does it bother you?
In the long run the only race you are in is yours,
No one runs beside you,
Deals you barter are only done by you,
Go it alone.
With firpeople in tow. Empaths need to share life’s journey,
We share our heart,
Lonliness is what really goes with you to the grave.
The true secret for success in your goal is your companion,