Like a Thought Process

#ART ... I'm letting go, of the past, of today coz it really won't last... I'm letting go of the scent that blinded my eyes and almost damaged me, of the dreams...those strawberry dreams, of the 5 days after a giant's independence, of the 185,000 wishes in the shadow of 2.5 million more, of the words of the lioness that tore far deeper than her claws, her teeth, I'm letting go... It still stings how I had to lose Faith at a time when I wasn't strong but most times, all you need is courage - I bought that Faith. I'm letting go, oh I probably should have kept the blueberry...it tasted better. I'm letting go of the fears I had as a child... do they think I do not have? You see, their words, sting but I am a man - build an empire and you won't remember the grudges, you won't need to. They kept calling me names; weak; you see I had a heart condition and they knew and they kept hurling direct insults at that, stubborn, many dared to call me stupid...