My journey begins with my family of four, in my dark room in the comfort of my home. At times when I'm alone thoughts would consume me forming skeptical illusions. I did my best to keep control of my senses, but every single time something kept pulling me back. I soon became aware of my spiritual battle, and how my family was at risk. Keeping my loving family together was my concern, refusing to repeat the cycle of pain again. My young boys looked up to me, watching them play, laugh, and eat embraced me with motivation. Everyday was a fight not with my woman or kids, but with the devastating world. I wasn't meeting my standards, I was slowly loosing track, eventually I fell from my feet. The Devil was loose I could feel him near, my love strayed away from thw truth. My dreams and accomplishments I threw them all away. Making the world a better place was my motive, but I happened to build conflict within myself. Everything transformed I couldn't settle things right for myself. My love was deceived by the beast, reasoning with her became a hell. She turned into someone I was unable to recognize any longer. She was vulnerable to the wicked operations penetrating her heart, and crushing down her soul. Tears were shed, blood was dripped, scars were made, things were broken, painful words were spoken. I should of left when I had the chance, but how can I her soul was entwined with mine, her hearts been torn apart, beaten down, ripped apart, stepped all over. Her soul was under attack, so I did not turn my back at this moment. It hurt watching her get lost in despair, agony, and frustration. The Devil came around wrapping her in chains, her feelings died, strangers became best friends, loved ones became insignificant, what was once important became a thing in the past. We had precious moments, good times, unforgettable memories spent together although things did not last she is a wonderful woman. She was easily pulled away, drifting towards a secular careless lifestyle, giving up her morals and self respect. I wish things would have turned out differently, neutral by far establishing a sincere friendship atleast for the sake of our boys, however I can't blame her for it, even if she is the one to blame. I can only let time pass, and watch as her eyes open to the truth, and realize her deception.