<strong>"If we allow our past to dictate our present, we'll have no future."—UnControlled Pen</strong>
Written and read by UnControlled Pen
Where’s rock bottom?
Can’t wait to hit it
This journey trying to get there
Is like walking on pins and needles.
They say life throws you a curve ball
Well, hell, didn’t miss it
Didn’t have a bat to take a swing at it.
I’ve heard stories of the greats
Of many who’d hit it
Heard it’s what’s needed to rise
Heard some geniuses even needed it.
This, an inspiring tale
Something to shoot for
Hope-given… Life worth living.
Still, I strive to hit it soon, quickly
For such an extended journey so stress-filled
Surely must be health-fatal, maybe—