A vision plays out in the mind,
Creating a perfect design for an outcome.

Ideas blossom to construct a purpose,
Hoping nothing won’t block the strategy.

Somehow, obstacles stop the movement of progress,
Ruining a project which was well devised.

When situations don’t go as planned,
We feel like reason is destroyed.

Try to preserve the infrastructure,
And work on rebuilding the architecture.

If the fort can’t be maintained,
Form a secondary scenario as an option.

It’s unfortunate when a framework is damaged,
But there is always new an alternative to an aim.

The sword of fury stabs us in the back,
Sparking the fire by resentment.

Flames ignite into a huge grudge,
With hatred burning in our eyes.

If a person repents their past sins,
Eradicate the arson of fueled anger.

Life is too short to scorch in rage,
A blaze that depletes the quality of life.

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.

Doubting my true potential to shine,
Lacking the confidence to survive.

A soft blow will knock me over,
Collapsing as I am unstable.

Hiding to avoid showing weakness,
Scared to expose any signs of fear.

Attempting to display strength,
But fragility is easily noticeable.

Fighting to earn back optimism,
Trying to see bright colors.

Defeating the darkness requires courage,
A force that’s within myself and others.

Admitting that help is needed,
A trait that is hard to possess when frail.

Once I can reach out for assistance,
Recovery from vulnerability is possible.

The tradition of bad repetition is a cycle,
As harmful actions repeat the same plot.

Morals by history are not mastered,
When the tale is reliving like a rerun.

With the recognition of past mistakes,
Freewill can change the course.

Once the power to choose is recognized,
Determination will build a positive pattern.

The struggle isn’t a walk in the park,
But winning the war doesn’t require a miracle.

Saying this operation requires tough skills,
Describing talents you don’t possess.

Referring it as a suicide mission,
Stating that you will never recover.

That the quest will lead to self-grief,
Causing continuous days of misery.

You were called up for deployment,
Whether the critics like it or not.

It is a duty to take on your assignment,
Fighting for the right to success.

Because if you don’t battle in the conflict,
You will be eaten by regret your entire life.

The human tendency craves a desire,
Hungry for that item we don’t possess.

Upset that we don’t own that luxurious product,
Bothered by the fact that we don’t own more.

Instead of focusing on the missing,
Cherish the valuables that currently bring joy.

We can dwell on what is absent,
But let’s be grateful for what is terrific.

It was that wicked drug,
Not some contagious bug,
That caused a goodbye without a hug.

We certainly cried when you died,
And our tears eventually just dried,
Because your potential to shine was denied.

Even though you are dead,
A fact that we all dread,
After knowing what life you have led,
And every battle that caused bloodshed,
We are confident for what is ahead.

Always trying to break living down to a science,
Attempting to offer easiness to complexity.

Striving for an easier route to convenience,
So a difficult world can more practicable.

Unplanned events will block simplicity,
Causing disturbances of complications.

Life always throws an unexpected curve ball,
Different from that typical fastball.

We can plan ahead for a simplified approach,
But continually be ready for that nasty pitch.

On this dangerous battlefield,
Some of my soldiers become casualties.

Rushing to aid my wounded troops,
But I am also injured behind enemy lines.

Offering assistance to anyone in distress,
All while I wrap my cuts with gauze.

Helping others is an easy task,
Yet empowering myself is a hard mission.

Healing my scars is a rough assignment,
But it’s a duty that will be fulfilled with time.

The barrier can’t be smashed,
But we still try to break the wall.

Attempting to shatter the roadblock,
So we can stop running through the maze.

Avoiding obstacles is the plan,
But destiny’s tale has its own plot.

Fighting the inevitable is impossible,
As the destination is already assigned.

We possess coping skills to handle stress,
Facing hardships ahead as the storyline unfolds.

Society marks you with an unfair tag,
A sticker that hurts by its significance.

Stereotypes swing with deadly force,
Wounding the mind through violent words.

The imprint leaves a scar,
Registering unjustified opinions.

Fighting the infections of trauma,
Stigma tries to regenerate by cruelty.

Ruthless labels possess pointless messages,
Meaningless slogans with no conceptual definition.

The fortunate can harshly judge misery,
Viewing it as voluntary disease,
Not a misfortunate situation.

Surviving in this world is a difficult task,
Fighting the barriers of imperfections,
Especially when born into disadvantageous ways.

Complications produce many roadblocks,
As challenges obstruct the path to success,
Causing problems which spark complexity.

The privileged can look down on the suffering,
Claiming that everyone is responsible for one’s fate,
Yet anguish can ignite by uncontrolled external factors.

People are always fighting for survival,
No matter what social status we hold,
As life is always an eternal struggle.

Lacking the strength to fight,
Ready to surrender to life,
Society’s flaws had me surrounded.

While being stabbed by all directions,
Desperation delivers the strength,
The power to conquer adversities.

Battling for happiness with a strong sword,
Winning the war against the brutal enemy,
Finally realizing that heaven can wait.

Destiny has created a maze,
One with many locked doors.

The course to success is difficult to find,
Setting up barriers which ignite insecurities.

We can wait for someone to open the entrance,
But that person usually doesn’t show up.

In order to get through the entryway,
We must take action by unlocking our own trail.

If you depend on others for reaching the exit,
Glory will fail as thriving routes won’t open.

Use self-disciple to unlock victory,
Not relying on another person’s keys for progress.

The choices we act upon are crucial,
Deciding our current and future conditions.

Whenever poisoned decisions are shaped,
People erode the wanted path that we crave.

Depleting progression at a drastic speed,
Destroying the ability to optimize growth.

Progress can only grow with the right fertilizer,
So avoid the toxic options which sabotage results.

Always coming with a smile,
Substances are distributed by deception,
Manipulating the fragile soul.

Pressure paralyzes youths in the moment,
As awkwardness tries to dispel tension.

Agony is the flame which triggers addiction,
Trying to ease the horrors of mental anguish.

Denying the drug can be a strenuous assignment,
Fighting sinister forces mixed with complexity.

Knowledge will devise a plan for defeating temptation,
Assembling a foundation of awareness through logic.

The book is coming to a conclusion,
With the plot finishing its story.

Whether joy or disappointment was the theme,
A new tale must begin to continue the script of life.

Destiny is always setting up a new quest,
Creating plans which lead to another journey.

Whatever mission is next to fulfill,
Always be prepared for glory and discontent.

Craving the desire to travel alone,
Trying to reach the finish line without help.

The obstacle course presents threats,
As the journey becomes overbearing.

Thirst and starvation requires assistance,
With fatigue pleading for nourishment.

Requesting aid when weakness prevails,
Or when lost while seeking the destination.

Feelings of humiliation shouldn’t arise,
As desperation needs to cry out for support.

Mercy is allowed if too tired to jump hurdles,
And when confused about the direction.

Guidance is a necessity that’s required,
As imperfections on earth will always emerge.

The enemy is attacking within,
Trying to **** in order to win.

Pain covers us with blame,
Causing us to feel shame.

If we let the anguish sustain,
No causes will remain.

Allow the tears to scream,
So the problem won't ruin a dream.

Slashing memories into pieces,
Trying to **** horrible thoughts.

Attempting to defeat trauma,
Striving to end mental pain.

The past is destroying the present,
Ruining life with a very sharp blade.

Oppose the scars from old events,
But never forget the anguish,
So patterns of history won’t repeat.

Depression doesn’t pick its victims through color,
Anxiety won’t select its casualties by ***.

The rich and poor can be picked,
As mental illness doesn’t care about money.

No matter how much strength a person possesses,
Mental illness can still prey on people.

This disease doesn’t discriminate,
Affecting anyone all across the board.

My fantasy isn’t a hyped up ambition,
One where I am scoring the winning touchdown.

The visions that I possess are normal aspirations,
To be considered average is a craving I desire.

Hungry for that typical American Dream,
When abnormalities was always the theme.

Battling for a normal life that consists of joy,
Not fighting for that big house or fancy car.

After all the struggles and despair I encountered,
Normal would be enough to satisfy my appetite.

Lyrics can sing a beat of meaning,
Vocalizing words that shed tears.

Expression symbolizes reality,
Crying from the language of remembrance.

Tranquility or pain awakens with the music,
Telling a tale filled with emotions.

Let the song represent purpose,
As the tune is the spark for motivation.

A great quest is satisfied,
Supplying meaning with necessary reason.

Now a new journey must begin,
In order to satisfy a fresh appetite.

The latest craving is an essential battle,
One that inspires cause in life.

After strong purpose is fulfilled,
A war with powerful ambition is hard to find.

Discovering another objective can be brutal,
Walking a rough trail with no destination.

With a campaign stimulating a movement,
Motive triggers aim by forming a crusade.

Watching that pathetic glance,
As contempt boiled in my veins.

Each gaze erupted pity,
Looking at a face of misery.

Every glare sparked dread,
Seeing fear tear up a man.

Staring at my own fright,
The mirror spoke with conviction.

When life doesn’t go as planned,
And nobody is to blame,
We tend to point the finger at God.

Blaming the almighty for catastrophe,
Losing all faith in God,
Rejecting the powerful from your prayers.

There are reasons why God enforces an action,
Sometimes we will see the bigger picture later,
And sometimes we won’t know until we are deceased.

Whatever happens to you in your life,
God always has righteous intentions,
Even when there seems to be no hope.

Fate has led to bad luck,
Leading to feelings of being stuck.

Should it have been,
Or are we expected to win?

Whenever destiny has in store,
We must be ready for what’s behind the door.

Life is a mysterious puzzle,
Unprepared for the unknown struggle.

Instead of dwelling on the current pain,
Be ready for the soaking rain.

Flunking the exam shatters pride,
Smashing confidence into pieces.

Considering the easy route,
As the road to glory is blocked.

We must find a way up the wall,
Because failure isn’t an option.

If we surrender to the cause,
Progression will never be achieved.

It’s a shame when we fail the test,
But ending the quest to victory is a bigger defeat.

Ancient history is questioned by shortcomings,
Asking preceding years about an ignored path.

Examining the road not ventured in life,
Ignited by disobeying a purpose that caused regret.

Dwelling on a lost path that didn’t seek bliss,
This mysterious route is an unsolved puzzle.

Streets of untraveled lanes stay undiscovered,
Troubling the mind by evaluating past failings.

Leave the unknown passage in previous times,
Moving unrecorded moments back to old dates.

A new destiny is waiting for you today,
Leading to a quest that will inspire optimism.

Proclamation of hate is intense,
Powered through raw emotions.

By expressing this noun,
Many statements are being spoken.

Negativity is declared with strength,
Stating resentment at high levels.

Hatred presents ill will with passion,
Representing feelings beyond disapproval.

One word can change a sentence completely,
So use caution with each stated terminology.

Despair leads to lanes that unleashes hardships,
Feeling hopeless when deprived of fulfillment.

Constantly directing the attention to negativity,
Devoting countless minutes towards pessimism.

Contemplating perspectives with disturbed views,
Seeing bad when plenty of good certainly exists.

Perceptions of viewpoints must possess positivity,
Visualizing the picture with encouraging thoughts.

If darkness is currently present in the painting,
Discover ways to identify the enriching light.

Remembering the fortunes in life will lift spirits,
Helping to numb the unfortunate that inflicts stress.

Preaching how trying your best is enough,
But the greatest effort is flawed when judging self.

Taking a stance of leniency with others,
Yet showing no mercy with your cause.

Considering second best in a race is outstanding,
But is looked upon as failure if sliver was rewarded.

The meaning of greatness doesn’t change,
Just because you are the participant.

Accept glory at face value,
No matter who is the contestant.

Warmth produces cheerfulness in the air,
As the soothing sun glows with optimism.

Absorbing those bright rays in perfect weather,
This season promises hope by creating bliss.

The spring thrives with upbeat moods,
Establishing joy that forms positivity.

As long as that star provides nice climates,
My day will always shine with contentment.

While crossing this street,
Vehicles prevented me from walking,
Unable to reach the other side.

Loved ones tried to open a path,
Holding my hand while facing fears,
But I resisted with self-dignity.

Pursuing the intersection to advance,
Determined to seek the route on my own,
Needing to find the destination freely.

Aware of all the hardships on the road,
Willing to seek out the necessary advice,
But must travel independently to claim glory.

Learning morals from inexperience,
As young ones discover the path through mistakes.

Understanding life lessons by trial and error,
Comprehending wisdom after repercussions.

It’s a circle that keeps spinning until maturity,
Repeating errors that are uncovered by exploration.

Youths will defy authority figures with pure passion,
Or can perceive education as completely useless.

Once maturation has reached its peak,
We can usually see the ignorance of such a mindset.

To one day try to teach the right route,
Even through our children will follow the same trail.

Many people glare at television for hours,
Yet sitting still for one minute is like eternity,
As my mind will travel to foreign lands.

When my brain is active by vigorousness,
I am high on the participation of cause,
Seeking out missions that provoke reason.

Each time I read or write,
I’m escaping to heavenly places,
To a paradise that excites the thinker.

Almost always active with meaning,
As my attention span thrives on results,
Spending hours on joy that grows purpose.

Trying to build a foundation from simplicity,
But life’s imperfections shifts into difficulties.

The desired route to easiness is disrupted,
As destiny's plan steers into a different direction.

Complexity rises as drama ignites conflict,
Setting a blaze that sparks catastrophe.

In order to extinguish the inferno,
Controversy must be confronted with logic.

Clearing the fires which could be abolished,
And coping with flames that can only be contained.

If you only select one trail,
The odds of disappointment are high.

Creating limited options for success,
As you depend on a single chance.

When you choose many paths,
Numerous opportunities can be presented.

Searching the courses that leads to glory,
Trying to find the road which will open.

So if other possibilities fail,
Another route can offer bliss.

Praise is the sign of showing success,
With the indication to express gratitude.

We don’t always get the required recognition,
As the compliments of others drive motivation.

Hearing those words stimulates the will,
Energizing us to keep producing glory.

Battling for approval for that joyous emotion,
Standing tall by experiencing high worth.

Even though acknowledgement is great,
Self-appreciation is what matters most.

The plot is set for drama,
Promising an interesting tale.

Our thirst is strong for the mystery of life,
Like an animal craving its prey.

Only the journey is written,
With the book telling an eternal story.

Keep reading the fascinating chapters,
Which will pleasure the curious response.

There is no gold for the best deeds,
Sometimes, a thank you isn’t even present.

We commit virtue because it’s right,
Not for a very special prize.

There are no points for entering heaven,
Just strive to be a good person every day.

It starts with small gratitude,
Like helping the needy across the street.

Making a difference based on selflessness,
Not for earning a seat into paradise.

Destiny can deceive our dreams,
Wrecking the quest for success.

The plot is arranged in order,
But the conclusion is waiting to be told.

Anticipation is a lethal weapon,
As the sword of curiosity can kills goals.

Follow the story with caution,
So the plan won’t stab you in the back.

Traveling with caution to avoid bumps,
Approaching a journey filled with mystery.

Entering the unknown as destiny waits,
With the plot ready to tell its tale.

The riddle will unfold while moving ahead,
But fear rises by the threat of potholes.

All unexplored paths will possess danger,
No matter how safe we can navigate.

Continue on the trail with optimism,
Even though there’s the possibility of harm.

In the moment of present day bliss,
We wonder if the next day will still offer wealth,
Hoping that tomorrow can still possess gold.

The journey to good fortune is an unpredictable path,
Like rolling dice in a game of chance.

The future holds no guarantees,
Leaving tomorrow a mystified puzzle.

Forget about the mystery of the unknown,
Instead, move with the currents of the ocean,
Continuing in stride with each flow.

Limits are not an option,
Battling to complete a mission.

Throwing away the cane,
As I sprint to the finish line.

The curse of mental illnesses won’t weaken me,
Medical impairments will not slow me down.

With too many priorities to achieve,
There is no room for any fragility.

Complexity will always surround the cause,
But reason will always prevail against defects.

No disability will ever hold me back,
As I fight a war opposing disorders.

When the pain magnifies,
Unhealthy habits can grow,
Adding fuel to the misery.

Instead, I become lost,
But I lose myself by involvement,
Getting active by being energetic.

Exercising the mind and body,
Whether I am reading a book,
Or working out my muscles.

Numbing myself through activity,
You can say being busy is a bad habit,
But it’s better that the demons of drugs.

Seeking companionship to belong,
Becoming an alliance to form a bond.

Respecting a pledge to assist,
Helping a hurting friend when needed.

Yearning for that desire to share moments,
As togetherness fuels great memories.

Devising a blueprint to establish trust,
With the code of honor dominating ethics.

When having a friend you consider family,
Loyalty builds the bridge to true friendship.