Passion

I was born with mild Cerebral Palsy effecting my waist down. I've always walked with crutches. This expresses hatred/appreciation/dedication for my ultimate dream. Teaching myself to walk.

Why does the unexpected happen and why only to some.
What happened to them what was the reason
They only want what's taken for granted and their lives follow suit.
Every step, teardrop and prayer make your strife stronger
Yet gravity pulls you backward as you fight for true life.

without support you fall apart, beaten and bruised
but rise again inspired by ongoing opposition.
Filled with passions all your life
never stopping practice until they suffice.
Everyone knows that true dreams never die
sometimes hidden but never-forbidden nor forgotten Within ones mind

Each day worse, faking life's smiles and laughs, awaiting redemption.
Ready to prove you meant what you said, hours of sweat, tears and pain, but,
Trying your best is never good enough when your bound by your own handcuffs. Craving your freedom, silence the doubt, do what was always impossible, prove your worth, because,
One day you'll realize enough is enough
That your the worst enemy to yourself.
As you try to establish true happiness

it's better to fail then to never try,npride is earned not given.
They say they believe, yet with years faith you know that game
They snicker and laugh, karma acclaimed, Mabye rearranged
When alone, Standing up, you weep for what you love
you endure passion for something that may never come
Is it worth it? I may never know
Yet, I'll never stop trying

Making life better is our ultimate goal
Through Hell's paths we travel - Everyone tries to corrupt our souls
It's impossible, quit that, give up this dream!- yet I say
With every fall, shaky step and teardrop I begin to forgive my genes, because
The day I walk alone will be a new chance to believe
We must endure Hell to achieve our dreams
Because my payoff is everything to me
abandonment is the symbol of death. Your chosen fate causes your happiness theft
Passion builds character so take what your given, work until you are finally forgiven

Many nights I cry wishing anew, then remember what it means,
Why It's worth hanging on for dreams
because one day only happy tears will stream
Hard work makes you appreciate, retaliate
With blessed sighs, sun kissed smiles and heartfelt goodbyes

Author's Note

This was my first poem. This version has been redone.
What do you think? I was thinking to enter this in a contest. Thanks for feedback.

Reviews

[Stars and Whales]

Ok, so straight to the point...if I were the judge of a poetry contest, this would would be high up on my list of possible winners. Very powerful, very heartfelt. I can feel you writing this straight from deep within your heart, mind, and soul. Great, great job with this. A likely winner.

[EJ1]

Thank you. When I wrote this I was not trying to hide the meaning. Most of my writing I think about in terms of topics while I wrote this one in the heat of the moment. I'd been crying for an hour straight and was mad as hell. I'm very blessed that I have my intelligence and that my condition won't get any worse. However, I feel that some people are in general mean and that they don't fully understand how someone else would feel if they achieved something common if that other person had always had it. It doesn't matter if the condition is mild or severe because what one person may have another may only dream of. Like someone in a wheelchair compared to me because I can walk. Many people are worse off then me and I consider myself very lucky. What we have in common is that we all strive for something. You see, I've always wanted to play sports. If I ever learned to walk, I'd give anything to skate but also want to skateboard, wakeboard, ski, surf and ride motorcycles. That's why it means so much to me. Being able to do what I've always wanted. To have something I feel is taken for granted.

[EJ1]

Also don't get the wrong idea. I really am happy with my life and have found other hobbies that make me happy. I know that I can succeed. Like many of us, I simply long for one of many dreams.

[africa]

This is so interesting. I really enjoyed reading it.

[EJ1]

What do you think? This is my first writing here.