Discipline
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| A son that loves trouble is a son that is not chastise by his father. - Jerry Bustillo Sep 15, 2012 |
Sad Story
In the depths of my soul, a tale unfolds,
A story of heartbreak, yet untold.
With unwavering effort, I strive to be kind,
But reciprocity from others, I struggle to find.
The pursuit of success, a relentless chase,
Yet opportunities slip away, leaving no trace.
I yearn to lead with wisdom and grace,
But opposition greets my decisions, a daunting embrace.
A loving father, my heart holds dear,
Yet my family fails to see the changes clear.
Undeterred, I embark on a path anew,
Forging my own destiny, strong and true.
In the face of adversity, I rise above,
Seeking solace in the depths of self-love.
Though my heart may ache, and tears may flow,
I embrace the beauty of resilience, and let my spirit grow.
For in the shadows of despair, a spark ignites,
A flame of resilience, burning bright.
With each step forward, I reclaim my might,
And weave a tapestry of hope, shining through the night.
So let the world witness my unwavering stride,
As I paint my own destiny, with passion as my guide.
For the truly heartbreaking story of my life,
Shall transform into a symphony of strength and strife.
- Jerry Nuñez Bustillo
From my Darkside quote journal -
The real sad story about me was that -
I strive to be good, but people don’t want it.
