Of I and Me

by June 29, 2014 0 comments

My will and want, my drive, and the choice between right and wrong.
I battle myself in the same old battle ground.
Here I can walk the clouds and conquer the world.
Or fall from grace with a loud thud.
Here I can be my own best friend.
Or stay on as my worse enemy yet.

Here I can work to improve on my story.
Here I can fly, aim high, reach for glory.
Take a leap or do it a step at a time.
Though there is that one small matter,
Left for me to master,
Of I and Me,
To let go of my fears,
Take charge of my mind,
Assume control of my being.

editors note:

We all play tug o’ war with ourselves, then try to hide the stretch marks. – mh

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