I've had hills to climb & tears to cry
I've endured scars but I don't ask why
I've barely seen the sun & have danced with the rain
I've soared thru the storms of my sorrowed skies
I've been the subject of rage, from bruises & sore bones
to ****** wounds to living my own nightmare exposed

I've been attached to a source to numbs the pain
falling for a temporarily killing but still hurting the same
I've looked death in its eyes just to realize
that I was looking at myself thru my own tearful eyes
More setbacks than numbers can count & more trails than a convicted killer
Been lost more than I could be found, still looking for the forgiveness of a sinner

Through it all, I keep my head held high
still haven't managed to fly but I still try
God's Plan is never known or understood but in due time, it's explained
so no matter the storm & no matter how hard the journey becomes, I Won't Complain
- Poetic Venom