Date: 11-11-2028
Isaiah's p.o.v
Weighed down by burdens,
who knew staying alive would
be such a battle? Overcoming
one obstacle after another, my
life is a miracle. Valuable and
wanted, I am God's Christmas
gift to the world. Sometimes
life is not a fairytale, but I
still refuse to wail and abuse
my blessings. Abundant in supply,
oxygen, please never let me go.
My heart is God's beautiful masterpiece
of art. Listening to my heartbeat, I
feel truly alive in this blissful moment.
I can breathe so I must indeed have
the ability to dream and think outside
of the box. Driven by fate and destiny,
I am living for something much more
greater than myself. Just like a stubborn
long overdue baby, tomorrow might not
never come. Learning to live in the present
moment, I cherish the daylight and wish
my anguish away. Talented, I only have one
life to live and one heart to give. Shiny
lighthouse, a house full of love never seems
far away. A ring of fire, a ring of endless
love and desire, provides swift justice for me.
I don't want to fall apart, therefore I end the
cycle of drama and befriend serenity. Spirit
of perseverance, God's divine protection
and intervention keeps the sun out for me
every hour. Covered in Jesus' blood, my
feet drift off to elsewhere hoping to avoid
danger. Safe in God's care, I dare to move
on his behalf and see the world through
a poetic artist's eye.