Heavy Hearts, Hold Heavy Tears.

Heavy Hearts
Hold Heavy Tears.

A heavy weight is placed on my shoulders. I'm given a question with a million fathomable answers. Where is my future heading? All of these questions betray me eventually.

Pen and paper, I can't do it at all.
A bat and a ball, I can't do that either.

Words never come together.
It makes as much sense as fashion.
But here i write my words down.
Because this is my true passion.

Imagine if I shared all of these things with anyone else. Imagine a world without doubt, or if we knew what it was about. Why are we here?
Again i'm faced with another question that I cannot answer.

Who says I have to fall in love?
What's a few hundred nights alone, when you have an end leading to no where.

Don't get me started on the end.
Don't let me begin here, because i see no where. My options are already closed.

It all starts with were your mind set is.
If your heads in your hands and your ambitions seep through the cracks of your fingers, how do you expect to succeed?

Success is in the blood, sweat and tears shed. Motivation is they key to get you were you want to be. But right now I have none of this as I grow empty.