The sky seems bleak and all seems weary,
Like there's no escape and to hope is scary.
You try and try but all you do is fail,
Little to no progress, you're beaten by a snail.
Storm clouds follow you on every route you take,
What one thing lacks, you search for it in another place.
All seems depressing as life takes its toll,
At this point you'd be better off dancing on that pole.
Taking pills is what keeps you here,
But if you keep taking there these pills you'll no longer be here.
The pill you take,
Are taking you.
Slowly but surely and this you knew.
Everything is so loud,
You just need to turn the world off for a day,
Get away from everything, find a safe place to pray.
But your faith is diminishing,
Not by what you know, but the situation at hand.
What's the point of venting, when nobody understands.
Turbulent winds bashing you from left to right,
Yet you have to endure it because death is the reward if you lose this fight.
But do you really want to win?
Or just don't want to lose?
Maybe you've already made up your mind,
But wants someone else to choose.
All seems bleak,
All seems dread.
Why fight for your life when inside your already dead?
Let's test that theory,
And see if the good outweighs the points I've already said.
Are you so far gone that you can't start a new?
Don't you believe the sun will shine for you?
You're now seeing these bleak skies,
But haven't you seen better days?
Haven't you seen the glory unfold in your life of the mighty god we praise?
Don't you already know the race is already won?
So why are you baffled by the process to get there knowing you were already victorious even before the race had already begun?

If you can see the moon,
Then you shall see the sun.
The face that had always known tears shall experience laughter and fun.
It might not be in this moment,
It might not be any time soon,
But a victory is assured, morning, night or noon.
You shall get your breakthrough,
Where you will cry no more,
But you need to go through these experiences to prepare you for what's in store.
You can't value a raindrop,
If all you experienced was rain.
But you will learn to value each smile,
When all you experienced was pain.
See the lessons in each struggle and shift your perspective,
Apply these to your life and determine if it's effective.
Bear in mind that the struggles you go through,
Will inevitably lead to your breakthrough.
At the end of this road,
You'll have your cake.
It might not be already made,
But you'll have your ingredients to bake.
The ingredients you've collected from each struggle you had to endure,
And with each collection, you keep building your core,
Making you stronger, than you've ever been before.

~ Tremar Ivey ~