HiveComb

The pieces in me are shining bright
The things that make 'me'
I grasp with all of my might
Big or small, strong or weak
They are mine nevertheless

The pieces in me that make me complete
Like the faith, I have in me
The boldness that makes me overcome
The fear and adversity of life

The piece that completes me
Like the part of me that gets tired
The part that wishes to give up
When the trials and temptations become overwhelming

The piece that empowers me
Like the one that strengthens my weak mind
The one that allows the fire of passion to keep burning
The piece that loves to win

The piece of me
That is still hung on the past
The one that still regrets
The decision made by an ancient me

The piece of me that is scared
To leap and take the risk
The piece that is afraid of what the future holds

Each piece is a part of me
They all make 'me'
The bold piece - the one with faith
The tired one - the one that strengthens
We are all one, we act and move as one
They are tiny pieces that make a whole

Thank you for your time.

My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.

Still me,

My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.

Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor's order.