A Dose of Realism

Sometimes we get knocked down.
Suddenly.Out of the blue....
We get knocked down when we least expect it.
Pain in my soul forces me to write,my real self fights with my faded shadow.A faded shadow of what I can be.Just like a burning tower.........I ask myself
Where are you?Where have you gone?Will there be enough time for retribution?Will God forgive me for the time wasted,potential wasted,money floundered........
All the relapses for no reason, what my soul feels is treason.....
Living on credit ,banking from the future is the worst way to live.

Let the thunder come,let me hang for my sins on this damn earth.Once the creditors come knocking on my door its time to pay up or face the punishment.I am sure I will endure.But will my soul have the strength for correction?
My worst enemy is the person I look at everyday in the mirror.I feel dead inside.Realism has hit me right in the face.All the promises,all the ambitions,all the chances have come to a standstill....
A hollow man I am,am I a faker?

No

I need a miracle,I need myself to overcome hell.I need myself the most now.I just realized that I am the luckiest person I know and the universe goes hand in hand with my ambitions.I am a miracle.

All I need to do is never look back and relent.Development and comittment 24 X 7....
All the feathers in my cap,all the stripes on my shoulder have come back with this downfall.Sometimes we need to fall before we can stand straight and tall.Sometimes the fall opens our eyes as it opened mine.I had forgotten how fearless and spontaneous I was.

THE PATHS OF GLORY HAVE SHOWN THEMSELVES TO ME....

Remember your 12 yr old inner self who wants to win the world.My 12 yr old self has awaken.....