Heart's are broken when soul's are at stake.

When eye's are unopened when fully awake.

When ignorance is wisdom and standing is shamed.

When reaching with love is taken for hate.

When progression is reversed and the pure are maimed.

When the appeal of hope becomes a game.

When the voice of truth becomes contained and the work's of many wash down the drain.

Nothing is easy when you live in His name.

When you become the salt against the grain.

~RSC

They called me naive, for whence was my curiosity. What led me to believe, where was something I was taught and what also life led me to see.

Boy I thought I had life figured out but everyday life teaches me.
Beaten and tied into knots, my eyes begin to finally see. Caper in, I would figure why not? After all I been through, it was worth a shot.

True happiness I begot, for what it's worth, it sure worth alot to me. But for many it's not and also a different view to see.

Well you can't be something your not, well isn't it worth a shot? For all of us to see? One day when we all can smile and all of this is just a thought, that would be a day I would like to see.

But I'm reminded that it is not. Too me, this is my reality. Painful reminder or not, it sure put"s things in perspective for me. And so true happiness I begot, because it's the world I'd like to see.

Whether if it's who you are to me or not. True happiness is what I got, true happiness is what I would like to see.

-RSC

Breathing maliciously, I procure exponentially. My defeat is all but a matter of time.

I slip down that slippery hole that  enters or rather exits into my mind.

I eventually stare from the side lines. Potentially no more option, Left with blind eyes.

I wander from room to room unmasking every sin and every lie.

Until the rooms are empty, I transpond images. I assure you there is no silver line.

What a chilling cauldron it becomes beneath all that I find.

The destruction lay wait to repair with so little time.

If I donot hurry there will be nothing left to salvage. I will be stuck here for all of time.

I cannot emphasize the importance enough that I must leave at the sound of the right sign.

Further below and further behind. I have been bound to this bed with a hope that I will hear a sign.

The time has come I hear drug out beep and see a flashing light.
The battle is won, now to begin a new life.

An incandescent glow lights the way.
Time test the durability of the step's I pave. Eluding Whisper's in my ear, I needeth not to share what they say. I learned who I was yesterday.

Thought's fester and trap me in such way's. Under the weight of shame, I exercise full rebuttal and distain.

Can we not be better? Can I not change? Or am I just changing habits? Press on forget or shove it down to have it haunt me another day.

I'm such a waste of space. can't afford to keep or replace. Im standing face to face. With an indignant conscience, I am assertive in others embrace.

Disconnecting my connection. Retracing my steps to see a connection between who I was and why am I this way.? Or I could sit here and not try to participate.

Either way, I will always yearn to be better than who I am today to one day meet and face my fate.
To be real and not fake.
I then fall into place.

Muster not to come up with word's to say. How else could I repay.? Lay it down and walk away. Into the depths of my mind I replay. Former problems find they're way.
Here I am to stay and figure it out so I can go on with my day.