Just Another Submission Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

Back to put my hat in the ring once again.
A man with a mission of a given submission.
Trying to craft something not so novel.
Maybe it is the only place I really truly fit in.
Being part of something bigger then my identity.
With so many attempts, and still being resilient.
A march through fires with utmost confidence.
Maybe its just more delirium.
Because every time I return I pose more questions then answers.
An art with no compassion for the feint heart.
A work in progress from the start.
The story book growing from with in.
Always it is a question where to begin and end.
Sometimes it is as simple as if the words fit.
Rerouteing the now and again bad habits of roads previously traveled.
Some gifts can only be picked up in the trenches.
No one ever said it would easy.
But it is me and all I want to be.