#WritcoPoemPrompt123
Things that get in your way,
As if there's a hidden door blocking your path,
And find the worst, by error as it stray!
A problem to be solved, probably simple math.
I dare you to trust the process
As you are being formed for the better
Don't you ever forget....
Diamonds are forged with pressure.
Found deep in the dark, and pulled into the sun
No shine, no shape, but please trust the process has begun.
Spirit will never leave you, in your darkest hour you're being carried.
Your Angel swings the sword for you to conquer demons and leave them buried.
I understand that it's hard
ya life a total wreck
hold on..tie a knot in the rope
and trust the process.