As I stare up at a starless sky
And think of my wrongs and rights.
Another sip of the concoction that sways my brain.
A few hours of shelter from feeling the reality of pain.
I’ve decided to become the best version of me
Those shoes are so large
The universe allowed me to see.
I sometimes think maybe a mistake they made
In trusting me to heal hearts
When my own needs the aide.
But true growth is a process
We continually grow everyday
A starless sky, well it’s progress
A blank canvas to create.
Veshon Chalmers Losey
Off the top of my head tonight.