Growth

Would it sound weak of me

To admit the fears that live in me

Fearful of what's in store for me

The growth of me, Scares the past, present, and future me

My past fearful of how my growth is so powerful

My present fearful of my growth being so peaceful that those around me start to act vengeful

Mistaking my growth for spite

Because I treat them such as "Out of mind, out of site"

My future fearful of a growth that may be deceitful

Deceiving myself not fully receiving myself

Not realizing myself to be the rose that grows from concrete

Turning an impossible in to an attainable

With my growth being in my mind heart and physical

I'm now understanding my faith keeps my growth sustainable