Moving Forward

If water was scarce and tased its worst, would you drink it anyway or die of thirst? If your path had twists and turns along the way, will you continue to move forward or will you go astray? If poetry didn't exist and I had breath to breathe, what on earth would be left to read? No matter how hard your life may seem keep your head up, press on, and preserve your dream. Poetry is an outlet I use to express the good, the bad, and sometimes the best. Poetry is like a puzzle with pieces to connect, I have a story to tell and I'm not finifshed yet.