The hardest part about finding something to write,
is deciding what to share.
So hell, here's where we find out
Who don't know me so well.
Enough time has passed
Remiss-ed in the shadows
Though, I barely see it now,
This shit is exactly what I asked for.
I gravitate towards
the things that lift me up
Cause there was a time
That I found solace
At the bottom of my cup.
a time, that I placed value
In chasing women in the club, but now
I'd rather face my demons standing up.
Imperfect,
describes me best,
I’ve fucked a lot of shit up
But God, ain’t done yet
I’ve given up on love,
So give it up for my ex,
She laid down the foundation
For me to love who came next.
I had to let go of the past,
The last strand on the rope,
This poem is for me
My little beacon of hope,
To never be afraid
to mention my growth.
I’ve come a long way,
From Idolizing the goats,
So when we talk about the future,
just write Dom in the notes.
Dom Root 2019
