My eyes don’t glow by gold,
They glitter through purpose.

Money won’t drive self-ambition,
Reason motivates my engine.

Desires to succeed ignites a mission,
Starting a campaign to win success.

By staying honorable to the quest,
Coins can’t purchase my loyalty.

Cause will always be my intent in life,
Not artificial happiness that’s printed.

Once freed from sin,
New chapters started to begin.

No longer holding that knife,
While threatening people’s life.

Presented with that chance,
Now taking a righteous stance.

Promoting the message of peace,
Instead of letting rage become released.

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Danger played an unhealthy game,
Gambling my life for pathetic priorities.

Addiction almost ended my existence,
As searching for relief led to a harmful route.

Aggression triggered various explosions,
Suffering the blow of minor consequences.

With opportunity closing the trail to chances,
Potential needed to find a righteous path.

Once realizing sin would cause a conclusion,
Virtue started to prevail in a new chapter.

While struggling during a rough run,
Sweat drips down with enthusiasm.

Sprinting forms fun for progress,
Even though moving is difficult.

Because of the ambition for success,
The challenge can be exhilarating.

Feeling the excited thrill for glorified cause,
Finding passion in a strenuous activity that hurts.

The message went lost by hatred,
As hostility threatens gracefulness.

Evilness will try to prevail,
Using intimidation to **** harmony.

Letting wickedness win defeats tranquility,
Causing sinfulness with destruction.

Kindness starts with a gracious smile,
Spreading peace by presenting virtue.

Once righteousness is displayed,
Let the unified statement be heard.

I was very afraid,
So I held that blade,
Having a low grade.

Not possessing hope,
Didn’t know how to cope,
So I stayed in bed while I moped.

Thinking the end was near,
Living in complete fear,
Craving that alcoholic beer.

Fighting for what is right,
Needing to see the light,
So I can exit the night.

Sick of playing Russian roulette,
I had to stop being a threat,
Or else I would be caught in the net.

I cut myself out of the trap,
Found the proper map,
Now ready to run each lap.

Society says hearing voices is crazy,
People claim smashing walls is lunacy,
But hiding from happiness is considered insane.

Involuntarily depressed with no shining star,
As the sun started to offer light,
Shadows still existed without any brightness.

Years of captivity kept old rituals alive,
Keeping that same routine living in misery,
As depression always plays that agonizing day.

Painful repetition needed to be broken,
Shattering sadness so bliss can enter,
Unlocking new gateways for contentment.

Once the passageway to pleasure opened,
Glory was capable of glowing,
Unleashing possibilities which now thrive.

In a world with unsettling weeds,
People are vulnerable to new growing.

Seeking a way out of commitment,
Resulting in ingrown beauty that lacks harvest.

Developing the garden by mistrust,
Growth of a redesigned lawn is dreary.

Not planting the flowers of uniqueness,
Despite the need for blooming daisies.

Progress starts with a modern landscape,
Laying fresh seeds that blossom by ambition.

When rich soil is prepared by desire,
The conservation will produce chances.