THE SCULPTOR

Like brickwork, I shape myself, piece by piece. A living portrait, I craft my essence with purpose. Far beyond the rubies of the devil's might, I sculpt my soul. You are your own best friend, everyone lies, but the mirror is the truest revealer. Spread your wings, rise, and see who you are. I choose growth over decay, a testament to life’s wonder. Nothing is permanent, leave behind only sweet memories. Avoid the bitter, and escape those who would harm you. Be ruthlessly proud of yourself and celebrate every win. The future is not real, only the echo of what has passed. Forge yourself with no violence, but be fearless. To those who choose you, remember them, they are not ordinary. Steer clear of fleeting romance, instead master your own path. A true victor does not look back, nor dwell in weakness. I press forward, unyielding, far beyond the length of yesterday. Be unshaken. ©Joel Osinachi 🌹