{"id":17628,"date":"2016-08-13T09:27:38","date_gmt":"2016-08-13T13:27:38","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=17628"},"modified":"2016-08-13T09:55:06","modified_gmt":"2016-08-13T13:55:06","slug":"and-so-it-begins","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/and-so-it-begins\/","title":{"rendered":"And so it begins"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: left\">So of course<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">The day that I actually need them they are no where to be found<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">The one day and I only asked for one day<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">That I really needed them to support me they aren&#8217;t there<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">I mean I know the only one I can truly trust to always be there is God<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">But they were mine<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">Mine to use at my disposal<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">Mine to manipulate<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">They were apart of me<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">A union created before I even knew they existed<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">My gift from God<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">That now seems to only show up when they feel like it<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">But I&#8217;m living\u00a0on borrowed time<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">Every minute that I lose, I&#8217;m just that much closer to failure<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">And today that&#8217;s not an option<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">So please words<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">You&#8217;ve hidden within bottled up emotions for long enough<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">Avoided judgement from others for long enough<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">its time to take a leap of faith out of my mind and onto the screen that sits before me<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">And as my fingers take lead with feverish strokes on the keys<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">I know they are ready<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">And so it begins<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>So of course The day that I actually need them they are no where to be found The one day and I only asked for one day That I really needed them to support me they aren&#8217;t there I mean I know the only one&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":859,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,13],"tags":[680],"class_list":["post-17628","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-miscellaneous","tag-poetrymarathon"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17628","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/859"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=17628"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17628\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":18064,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17628\/revisions\/18064"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=17628"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=17628"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=17628"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}