When living with addiction, you focus your time and effort on your next fix. I wish that this was fiction, but its a sickness that your stricken with.

This habits self inflicted, behind your smile your suffering. You hate your life and feel numb inside, from the shame you bare as punishment.

Why do you entertain the thought of suicide, for the position you put your self in. When your depression stems from low self worth, yet your still injecting hopelessness.

Stop looking for a permanent solution, to a temporary problem. Is your life so bad that the only feeling you know is pain, or is it guilt from the thrill you get, as you search, for the perfect vain.

You say you've finally had enough, your fed up and its time for change. But its a vicious cycle with mental strain, because tomorrow came and remained the same.

-For mistakes
Strip My Pride
     My fate
Awaits the
      Light-

  Inspired by life!

Its the way your smile can change my mood, and when I'm stressed you keep me calm. The way we accept each others flaws, instead of giving up and moving on.

Its how I always think of you, before I think about myself. Its the lack of care of material value, when it comes to dealing with your health.

Its the trust we have for each other, that over the years remains strong. Its the Anxiety I get when your away, that makes me feel that I'm alone. Together forever your in my heart, my heart forever remains your home.

Its the nervousness i felt inside, when i held your hands as you held mine. We gazed deep into each others eyes, no doubt at all had crossed my mind. You spoke the words that changed my life, when you said I do and became my wife.

Its the reason that I wrote this poem. These are my true feelings, that come from the heart within. Your my beautiful wife, the love of my life, my reason for being, and my best friend.

Its the moment we met, that saved my life. I'm forever grateful for all of this. But most of all its the time we share.

every moment together since our first kiss.

We discover space and the stars but our oceans stay dark and deep. While the moon is in constant orbit, its not until night its light is seen.

Our nearest neighbor from a far is so desolate and lifeless, compared to earths contrast of color, from  the light our star provides us.

Does the moon hide its darkened side, from the lack of contact that we make. Or is our purpose for not returning due to findings that we can't explain.

Were living and observing coexisting as servants. With age and conflict our bones decay. It ***** to be born to a society were no one understands, about who or what created us and the earth on which we stand.

I travel on my mission as I question my fate. Religion is a choice so I patiently wait, for the answers to my questions that determine my faith. I'm not against the Bible or the constitution of Religion. Its my decision to be cautious, when dealing with mans vision. The interpretation of our past, through a book that was hand written.

The Bible explains our creation salvation, sacrifice and our very existence. Its mass distributed around the nation, and its creation deserves respect. Because true or false its content, its message keeps the mass in check.

On September 9-11 the Twin Towers were smashed, into by two planes that were destined to crash.

New York City was attacked, causing camotion and panic.
The people tried to deal with the madness, and cope with the sadness, but the number one consensus is the impact was tragic.

Fire men ran in, with the hope to save some lives. Not knowing for their courageous effort, that this would be the day they die. True Hero's showed their colors, as they rushed the stairs that day. Fire fighters turned fear to courage, as their sacrifice was made.

The burning towers collapsed, as people were crushed by the structures metal beams. Clouds of dust consumed the sky, with smoke and loose debris. While screams for help went unheard and bodies lined the street.

The action of two highjacked planes, as they were guided and used against us. Caused a collision course and loss of life, that was undoubtedly tremendous.

Hate against our country, was shown by disregard for human life. These cowards couldn't die alone, they needed passengers on their final flight.

Self gratification is this feeling I get inside, like the muscle in my chest that pumps and gives me life is working overtime.

Its just an adrenaline rush, my healths not on the line. I'm  energetic, energized, but my vital signs are fine.

I have self respect and I give respect, for every relationship has its limits. The hardships are endless, just like the headaches and gimmicks. I don't waste time so don't waste my time with your friendship of fakeness.

I see beyond the disguises. The truth hurts, so I hope you can take it. In fact it doesn't matter because your just an acquaintance.

I have my ego in check. Yeah my minds in its prison, as it struggles to free its self, I deal with these symptoms.

I'm an addict to words, my heart flows with ambition, my addiction to words courses poems threw my system.

I got this vision in mind, were people actually focus. Take a second to notice, the message and the impact from these poems of a poet.

I stay true to myself, on this mission of mine, with the directive and intention of remaining self Devine.

The planets in a panic and our world is in bad shape. We create our own destruction when we manufacture and test bombs. That fracture our land scape.

There intended for much more, we use fear as our greatest weapon and make up reasons to wage war.

We deploy to destroy, enemy targets, in strategic order.
We bring a destructive fate and and excessive pain, to the land of sand that's past our border.

Its hard to spot the enemy on the battlefield were standing on, when the enemy disguise themselves as citizens turned human bombs.

The problems were miss lead, the real issue is forth coming, the motive for conflict is in the interest of money. If united we stand then we need to correct it, before everything gets destroyed by these nuclear weapons.  

With all the hate and the anger, we add religious views in the mix. Why do we feed off the fear of these media clips. If we continue to thrive off all of the violence, we will be consumed by our hatred and fall victim to silence.