Shadow Boxing (Tri-Dimensional Anguish)
Shadow boxing,
™my sparring partner is
me versus I,
with my self's 1st degree;
'cause it's easy to harm my inner visions
and stagnate the progression,
the hate is the infection.
Incisions made and penetrated
the 2nd degree
of this tri-dimensional monopoly;
degrades my fate and faith.
My destiny is great,
or less than The Most High's will,
I will build with that
which is me,
and undercut my potential.
The wounds burn like lightening
and its frightening cause I know better.
I creep slowly through the headstrong debris,
only to realize that i'm not
totally free,
Exit wound in the 3rd degree.
As the sweat pours from this endless bout,
Round 1: A mental knock out
Recovery is inevitable!
Round 2: A physical TKO,
I begin to breathe slow.
Round 3: My spirituality is against the ropes,
I'm diminished in hope.
Slipped, failed, and choked
off of second hand cancerous smoke.
Regrouped and refocused by none other
than myself,
only to find out that dimension 3 is the epitome
of the tri-dimensional anguish.
I wish this were painless,
This nemesis is aimless suffering.
During round 4,
I get real bold,
my soul loses to doubt and self-control,
I'm sitting front and center,
preacher screaming
and the congregation shouts.
Should I form a new quest like tribe,
and try another route?
The roots of this is senseless,
repentance on bended knees or flee
from myself to save me?
Looking in the mirror I see a reflection-
The shadows of light;
whether wrong or right it's true.
Before I can love you,
I have to understand me,
and be with myself to introduce you
to I.
We seduce and induce lucifer's juice,
the result is intrusion of one's self.
Life shadows at sunset,
no regrets,
I'm gaining my own self-respect.
The bet is against the 4th and 5th di…
