I can see the broken pieces of my spirit floating around in the atmosphere.

I can see my confidence slowly, but surely dissipating.

I can see God overhead protecting me, but on my heels, I can feel the closeness of Satan.

I'm trying to stay ahead, and dodge the stumbling blocks that awaits me in this race of life.

I'm hoping that I can bypass all the cold lonely nights filled with strife.

But deep down, I know that the struggle must be completed, and never cheated.

Adversity either makes you, or breaks you, and standing tall in the lowest of times will only make you stronger, and wiser.

So rise up to the occasion, do not let fear compel you to not achieve the amazing.

And when you feel the closeness of Satan on your heels, turned to him and say,

"You better come with your best, because I'm in God's hands, and I shall not lose.

Heaven will surely find me, no matter the hell that I must struggle through. "

Sincerely,

King Poetic