Is it my suffering that I persist to go on?
Watch the birds fly overhead, and only
Can dream of touching the sky, too scared
Of heights anyway. So down on the ground
I kiss the dirt. I suffer because I am human
And pain is a cornerstone of happiness,
Without such I wouldn't be grateful for
Any ******* thing. Watch myself bleed
The blood of righteousness, it will only
Cause me a problem in the end, if I am
Too proud of myself, puff up my ego, so
I must stay grounded if I am going to live.

Save my ******* life please!
Does it need to be brought to attention,
Or am I so right to be in the dark?
Can I just move forward from here,
Or am I always going to pull the structure down?
That's been my ******* story for a lifetime
Not a clue why I do what I ******* do
Crazy and insidious thoughts run rapid in my ******* mind
And I drift away, lost forever out to ******* sea
Why doesn't someone ******* save me?

Have you ever considered life
What it all means
There has to be a purpose
A love able to touch the soul and mind
An effect takes place
To all that is in form
To stretch out caring hands
And become unified with the Universe

The pain isn't as bad as I assumed it would be, living alone with my thoughts dancing around like a waltz in my head. I have survived many battles, the ones I have given to myself. Oh, the insidious insanity that it would be different this time, I held on for as long as I could. I wish for others not to undertake such a problem but rather live in the solution. It's so much better to have a good attitude about things than try to control every situation there is. Wishing all that I am to be is a reflection of the man that holds values in his blood.

Beauty is light bound
No darkness can smother it
It floats above everything else
There is always hope
Like a candle flickering in a breeze
The flame doesn't go out
The darkness can't breath
It has no choice but to disappear
Vanquished from the beauty

Beauty is majestic
It can't be anything else
No hate is in it's vocabulary
It's full of love and kindness
Glory flourishes in abundance
Finding our smiles as expressions of God
Giving life to the lifeless
Compelling to withstand all destructive forces

Into the stormy night I go
Lost for words to and fro
Getting a piece of the pie
Longing for someone to bring
Me to life.

How can I stand upright
When all other motives seem
Oblivious to each side?

I walk the path less traveled
Weary of death around each corner
I see the beauty only for a glimpse
Then it's off trudging again and again

Here I awake to blossom aknew
Trying to find myself in the mirror
I long for happiness to come true
Instead of things that aren't clear

I make no sense out of contemplation
It only resorts to a flame igniting
Buried myself in observation
Hurried along with each striving

Easy does it but find my niche
Ask mother nature how I will exist
The latter will always appear
If my motives are perfectly clear