An Overwhelming need to excelA Story by alexAlexanderThe time to get creative is now An overwhelming need to excel By increasing my inner thoughts, I feed the furnace of Knowledge of becoming ambitious. Ace this morning, of almost getting slow grinds started. Turn the key and unlock hidden potential. Open up and break free! From those preconceived recorded Self-mental sabotage. Held in the forest of a restless mind. Racing metrics while being tethered towards: tomorrows Free-falling, watching as my hair Turn gray. At 4 am with thoughts. On this, another mundane day. This unquenchable fire: discharge flames in devotion. On a timeline that is superimposed, the reality. In multiple locations, signal anew. The rule of law is in the brain power. Seed thoughts manifest imagination. A craving carved in the soil soul. All's well that ends well, so they say. When the focus shifts and tenacity takes its grip on the mind’s courtroom of decision. That becomes the facet of fruition. Being chiseled by the experiences of life. Pressure is on you now; it's the preparation. To rise above it, into your moment of greatness. A perceptive way of being. This prescription is taken in your daily pursuit. In a spirit of determination, Among all other possibilities, this is where it becomes epic. Building up in a slow process while people are always watching, repair the web of time. Although it looks as if you're standing still, sever the path you’re on your own. And see now, they did you a favor. This is a motivation driven with zeal. We choose to see what we can be; don’t let go! Create your reality. And realize that you are creating it anyway, already. Cross the line here, and don’t entertain procrastination. Be the one free with the time you have, ponder your fate? And bring beauty out of the wreckage exponentially. © 2025 alexAlexanderAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on August 7, 2025 Last Updated on August 7, 2025 AuthoralexAlexanderMarietta, GAAboutBecause poetry is life. As a poet, it is our gift that allows the very pulse that beats through our Breath. That gives birth to a new creation. more.. |

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