A Poem From A Struggling Entrepreneur

De Marie
2 min readNov 13, 2018

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breathe. easy.

You tend to move too fast, expecting maximum results when effort has yet to reach its pinnacle.

Breathe easy.

Your goals are big and grand, so you demand perfection.

But you are sporadic.

Chasing ideas. Schemes.

Means to Ends that simply havent been mapped out properly.

But you run. head on. All in.

But you forgot to breathe.

The easiest part.

I understand where you are coming from.

But you must think before you jump.

Consider the fall.

Your focus has always been the reward… I get it.

There’s a hunger for more than what this world has destined for you.

You take pride in creating your own destiny. Its yours for the taken.

Its your namesake.

But my love, you dont breathe right.

All your life, failure to plan served as a kryptonite. Formulating just the right amount of minimum effort.

Just getting by. You did fine.

But it doesnt work in this sphere.

Your vision, your prepartion doesnt align

So you fight with yourself, threating to rupture from the inside out.

All because you forget how easy it would be to just.

Breathe.

Focus.

Breathe.

Plan.

Breathe.

Execute.

Breathe.

Attack.

Breathe.

Sow.

Breathe.

Reap.

Breathe.

I recognize your desire.

Identify with your drive.

But I spot your weaknesses from afar, taking note of the ways you fail to acknowledge where you are your own downfall.

You have a tendency to be lazy.

Putting things off and wonder where your desired results are.

You are easily distracted.

Worried about the mess ups that you dont want to start.

But breathe.

It all comes with the territory. Failures come but lessons are their trusted companion.

Allow yourself to become willing to the possibility. That you will fail more than you will succeed when you first start.

But success will come eventually.

But you are doomed to fail eternally until you are willing to begin.

So breathe. Begin.

Fail again and again.

You will succeed.

Because you will… but only if you start.

So tell me… when will it be?

Enlighten me… why do you fear the very thing you yearn for?

Are you going to continue to allow it to inhibit you.

What scares you the most?

Is it the possibility of debt?

The sacrifices?

The money may fluctuate, but you must find your faith in each and every mistake.

Your sleep might have to take a backseat to your dreams sometimes.

Let your drive nagivate you through these uncertainities.

Just breathe.

Dig through your excuses, and you will find that your dreams are there

laying in wait.

So breathe.

Deep.

You are closer than you think.

To finding your reflief.

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