I smell the struggle of yesterdays problems
like an old worn out newspaper
I can almost taste the bitterness
of my own self rebuttal
I remember the days of unkind words
and they were only spoken from my own mind
I hear this angry voice and I know that
It only wants to fail
but I myself have found the fury
I have found the blessings of
finding my strength
and Not just the moment of strength
that I see every day in you
I finally have found the Orb of light inside me
Inside my head, inside my heart
I have found my fury
unleashing it from the bitterness
and Calming it to the peacefulness
this peacefulness
I call It Love... Self Love
Love In Me
And Love In Thee...
