Through trenches, you shall beseech.
Rusted wrenches twist to teach.
They twist your heart and your soul.
They twist apart your sense of control.
And while this torment takes its toll.
It is the storms of life that form us whole.
Without the dark what light would we see?
Without pain what would joy mean to thee?
Without loss would it mean to hold?
No, the cost must be paid, for the story to unfold.
You must grind and fight, be daring and bold.
Then you may feel the touch of gold.
-Instincts-
"it's not about what you know, it's about what you feel. Listen to your Instincts!"
About the Creator
Instincts
Writing since the age of 7. My soul longs to put pen to paper and cast my melodies into the air. I am here to remind you of yourself and all the greatness within you. I am here to remind you of your Instincts. Listen to your Instincts!
One Hard Thing
Stop me if you’ve heard this one before: You have the number, you know your schedule- you’ve even picked out the perfect day and time to make this appointment. Shoot, you’ve even picked out alternative days and times just in case their schedules can’t accommodate you!
By Taylor Rigsby2 days ago in Motivation
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