F Words
F Words
For my fellow false friends who frequently forage for fault in my faculties
For the foreign felons who forecast freezing floods of failure in my future
For the foul foxes and furtive fools that ferociously feed on my fallacies
Forfeit
Forsake your nefarious fairytales of forbidden fruit you flaunt to fortify your own felicity
For you fail to fathom my ineffable foundations from which my feet refuse to fall
For I will fasten all my focus, fury and faith to fulfil my fantasies
Forget your facetious and feeble follies you forge to fracture my fortitude and forbearance
For every fiber of my form and figure prefer being a force full of fervor and forgiveness first and finally
For I refuse to fight with fisted fingers folded for a fraction of a fortune
Formidable is my soul’s fire that flashes fiercely and flows from my frontal lobes down to my phalanges
Forming a faintly fleeting mellifluous fugue of flowery yet forward feelings that affirm what I face
For I will not falter from my fears of flying forward
For I will not fade from the fickle fate of fortune
But I will
Find
Freedom