All the Gold Doesn't Glitter

I've been up
all night wondering
if I was supposed to be
flying. I had dreams that I was
all of what you require. It can't be,
that as I get closer to the sun
it fades. And this dream,
once all I ever wanted,
doesn't glitter.

The Price of Forgiveness Is

What is forgiveness?
Well, I know
because it is me.
Forgiveness slowly trickles
out of the tiny corners
of your tired mouth.
It spills itself
onto your chest,
where your breath is
unevenly pumping.
Forgiveness is
what occupies the space
where doubt has died,
filling that void
that once held vileness.
Forgiveness frees
the forgiver,
allowing the forgiven
to reevaluate intent
and research the source.
Forgiveness is just saying,
"I remember
what makes us similar,
and I want to understand more."

What is Success?

What is success
and how do I hold it
with my hands
that once held
the seeds that I planted.
It was hot that day,
and I gave my sweat
to soften the earth.
I gave my focus,
stood against a blazing
fire just for them.
Isn't it fair,
that this tree grow,
that I am the one
that climbs it?
What god prevents
me?