empty journal asking: what it is i want for me?
trying not to dodge the question
yet i still find myself wandering
doing all that i can to live honestly
when there’s just so much i want from me
my expectations are high
i don’t want this pass
i just don’t want to spectate from the side
and let the days go on by
i know what i’m supposed to be
so i won’t embrace any lies
accepting praise and support
all the things i wouldn’t dare take before
but now
i’m a new person
with new worth and new burdens
seeing through a new perspective
with a new purpose and new imperfections
and at the same time it’s still me
while the past that brought me hurt
no longer make me guilty

A. Hymn || 9/18/2016

dreams that i’m afraid to live
love that i’m afraid to give
paths that i’m afraid to travel
flaws i’m afraid to battle
newly rid of my older shell
if i know nothing else
at least i know myself
more love, more days
more hope, more pains
that’s what i told myself
currently learning to let go
unlearning the ways i tend to hold myself
holding myself from others that want me
i carry the many things that life taught me
despite their trust
i know i’d want somebody
but
my sights are set on me
nothing left to do but keep going
keep going
even if i can feel the creep slowing
keep going

keep going
keep going

A. Hymn || keep going

I believe our purpose is derived from intent. Much of it has to do with choice. With your two eyes — what do you choose to look for? With your two hands — what do you choose to build? With your two lips — what do you choose to say? With your own mind — what do you choose to create? With your own heart — where do you place your love?

A. Hymn || intent ii