Self realization
Self actualization
Self limitation
Is self mutilation.
Life and living
Have no correlation.

Untold wonders hide
In the depths of your mind.
All people; all actions
One in the same
You will find.

Dreams become realized
As reality is dreamed.
What is seemingly obvious
Is never what it seems.

Too busy being me
To be myself.
Escaping within my
Own mind.
Is it possible to be
True to oneself?

If God did not want me
To express myself freely,
Probe the universe,
Explore, and speak my mind.
He would not have
Bestowed upon me
Language, lips, and tongue,
These tools we hold divine.

Sometimes, in life, we have all the momentum.  As if we're riding the peak of a tremendous, powerful wave.  Such potential we have to achieve the unimagined.  Yet, other times, life feels overwhelming.  As if having the weight of the universe bearing down upon us like a corner stone is not enough, a demon of unthinkable evil, one we call society, reaches in and slowly strangles us from within.  It is always at our weakest moments in life when evil chooses to strike.  It's as if you understand exactly what is occurring, yet you are powerless and unable to control it.  Your heart beats too quickly while your mind works too slowly.  You have become completely locked inside your self.  Sometimes it becomes necessary to delve deep inside ourselves and locate that minute portion of innate, animal instinct that hasn't yet been killed off by modern technology and useless vices.  We must retrieve that everlasting fire from your soul.  This powerful, unique force must be harnessed and concentrated.  This fire is of preternatural omnipotence and is the fire of life that will break you free from the frozen block of anxiety that binds you.  When harnessed and used properly, it will ultimately set you free from the bindings of reality.

A life of innocence and shattered dreams.
Of a broken heart and sorrowful screams.
Of knowing his father's head is not right.
Of unadulterated hatred surviving the night.

A room full of tension, masked with a cloud of smoke.
Of a child, bruised and beaten for laughing and making a joke.
Of sullen faces , never free from crying eyes.
Of a hopeful mother, pleading and praying to the skies.

A city full of grudges and insurmountable mistakes.
Of naive youths who choose the wrong fate.
Of innumerable addicts, indulging to escape.
Of a child's fragile mind, left there battered and *****.

A teen, full of potential
Striving for the best.
Who worked so long
And fought so hard
With no opportunity for rest.

Who faked being happy
And smiled through the pain.
Who remained cool and collected
While on the brink of going insane.

A man who never took initiative
And lives with unfulfilled dreams.
Who finally comes to realize
The world is never what it seems.

Who once had such aspirations
And sought to stand straight and tall.
Who looks back on his mundane life
And his mind begins to fall.

A man full of hatred
And violent despair.
Who never experienced love.
It simply wasn't there.

Who watched as years went by,
Contemplating life he was appalled.
Who never amounted to anything.
He won't be remembered at all.

Sudden, profound realization of the simplistic complexity of the world.  Understanding and comprehending the universe as a whole.  Timeless, ageless, and chaotic.  Every minute piece of reality succinctly interlocking and fitting perfectly in order to continue this insane concoction of life.  This duality of horror and bliss.  

Those who have not been born yet and those who are no longer with us, please guide me through this labyrinth of indecision.  Save me from this monster I call myself.

Human beings are the terminal disease of the universe.  Vast consumption with disregard to replenishment.

I had a dream last night
About the outcome that
Could have been.

I saw the wonder and
Sheer beauty
That we ruined with sin.

Now bound to sadness
Forever.
Unable to rid myself of
Despair.

Longing for the truth
And meaning of life
We had the opportunity
To share.

Never ending sorrow.
A wound unable to heal.
Punished for eternity.
Happiness forbade to feel.

Deserving of such ramifications.
Punishment won't relieve this crime.
Forever lost in a sea of madness.
Will you forgive me when it's time?

I saw the face of a little girl.
A dream that felt so alive.

I saw the vanishing of
A dream come true.
The possibilities I've deprived.

Good and evil
Lie side by side,

And in between
Is where we hide.

In the shallows,
We dare not confide.

We turn to evil
Look death in the eyes,

And with a flash of brilliance
We see good in our lives.