The path is cold and lonely
Everyday is a crimson rain
What more can tempering give
But torment and constant pain

No one forced it yet you chased
Being the pinnacle is peace of mind
Neither did you knew, once started
It will be your only way of life

Blood, pain, helplessness, despair
Not everyone simply dares
For when once you discard life
Only then will you survive

Blues tells what is meant
Lies tell what's not meant
Pleas ignores the facts
Broken; there goes the pacts

Follow what's been dealt
Then keep thy stronger pelt
Or destroy what has been made
And build thy honor that will never fade

It began doubtfully as a gentle kiss
But the flower thought of her first kiss
Been trying to clean the stained past
Loving a losing battle using a mask

All I wish is just an approving glance
For me to even start a fighting stance
Yet the flower excretes peromones
Then four bees landed as she moans

It was the flower's fortè shown at last
Yet it got stuck in my stupid heart
Even now that I knew, I am not ******
Yes, my touch is not what she misses.

When the sprint you trusted
Became a stranger
Then the courage you had
Was there no longer
And you realized
You are a youth no more
Yet you still carry your
Fighting spirit from before
Man up and accept defeat
Then improve and again...
Compete!

A bow once bent
Releases unrelenting force
An arrow once went
Gains unending remorse

A poison once touched
Gives infinite agony
A missile once launched
Never pities humanity

Why will you give up if you are nothing?
When you start with nothing, you lose nothing!

Man up!

Steel swords are burned with fire!
Wines are spoiled enough to be wise!
Cheese are burrowed with wax!
Candles loses life as it goes on!
Bees stung then dies!

What are you afraid of?!

Until you're there,
Never relax!

If in every word I say
You'll find a flaw
Do not listen
I really never expected
You will listen

Prying open my mouth
To rummage a dirt
Then throwing it back to me
Is too cliche