As my dark soul moves to the rhythm of my pen
My dark soul dances to a silent tune as my heart bleeds through a piece of paper
I view a reflection, an illusion that I thought will never exist
It was though as if it was a fragment of my imagination
I hear the echo of my own pain slowly being masked by a bit of happiness
Slowly my pain fades away into the background to be forgotten
Bluntly dumped full of mold like its rotten
I took a chance ….. I went ahead with fate’s plan…. I took a leap of faith
I think it’s now safe to say I now know what is pain…I now understand Cain
I have gone through life’s phases that rendered me condemnation
I looked to the heavens and they denied me placate
But now, this reflection illuminates the dream I once had... That victory that I envisioned
Pain is a dead end street with deathly blows that will send anyone to the grave
I have been a slave of my own imperfections, blurred vision I had because of the constant pain
Could not see what laid before my eyes because I was busy digging my own grave
Life had me begging for a dying wish because I never took notice of the reflection before me
Lesson learned is that everyone makes their own happiness
Life does not have a manual to go by or some set of rules..
Finally I am the ******* the other side…happy and lively