A knight without his sword is powerless,
Unarmed against the brutal enemy.

He feels vulnerable with no weapon,
Fighting the battle of life while helpless.

Combating in the ultimate war,
A warrior never surrenders.

The soldier brawls with the opposing army,
Acquiring a way to retrieve weaponry,
Fueled by the determination to live.

Years of addiction denied romance,
As alcohol was more important than affection.

When sobriety was finally achieved,
Cravings of intimacy evolved into a strong desire.

Feeling lonely every night,
Without the bottle offering company.

Without any sign from destiny,
A wonderful woman entered my life.

Filling in that missing void,
As the puzzle to happiness is now complete.

Never realizing the exhilarating effects of fondness,
With my soul finally filled with love at age thirty-five.

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.

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.

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.

The favorable column should dominate,
Banishing fake avenues that transpire from negativity.

The con list will grant false promises,
Even though optimism is provided in the short run.

The dopamine effect of cigarettes delivers brief relief,
Yet generates many harmful conditions years ahead.

When kicking any bad habit with encouraging harms,
Focusing on the pros will direct you to the right path.

The route to a better you will always have barriers,
But strong determination will guide you to success.

When we follow the route to money,
A dangerous destination is at the end.

Believing that there is glory ahead,
Yet a miserable place is waiting.

Greed mixed with anguish is the location,
Bringing on depression instead of bliss.

If we pursue the true feelings of the soul,
We will arrive at the path to happiness.

Coins don’t possess the joy that virtue provides,
It’s the priceless things in life that offers thrills.

Search your heart for the real meaning of living,
Not gold, which can bring on more problems.

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 fire of fueled anger.

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

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.

Disappointment stings through shame,
As remorse by immorality burns the conscience.

Remembering errors tears the soul,
Punishing yourself by visions of past sins.

Dismay from history doesn’t have to scar,
Even if previous wrongdoing can’t be repaired.

Being remorseful not for erasing guilt,
But for the sole purpose of selfless virtue.

Learning from historic moments,
Preventing mistakes from repeating.

Once wickedness is replaced by righteous ways,
Fulfillment will be built on virtuousness.

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.

When my faith was as small as a mustard seed,
God was still my knight in shining armor,
Protecting me from this society that can be cruel.

When I was living in misery,
I slammed the door on the almighty’s face,
But he still loved me with all his heart and soul.

He guided me through the obstacles of life,
Making sure that I was safe from this imperfect world,
Setting a course to a destined path which led to happiness.

Deep inside, God always lived within me,
But I was lost on the trail of life,
And the lord helped me find the light.

God will always be my hero and savior,
And I will try not to turn my back on him again,
Praying every day for his love and courage.

The journey is a predestined pattern,
One created for a righteous track.

Even when the road is rocky,
Virtue is still the main intention.

Walking on the test of faith,
As evil encourages corruption in life.

Defeating sin while flaws exists is difficult,
But a passable exam in the eyes of God.

Keep fighting wickedness with full resilience,
Even though a perfect score can’t be achieved,
And God will eventually thank you in his plan.

Depression did drain my existence,
Brawling against sadness for years.

Becoming a hostage to mental illness,
Waging a war to be free of misery.

Battling anguish on a rough trail,
The quest to happiness is vicious.

Determined on my journey for hope,
Seeking a path that will end agony.

Barriers block my lanes to blissfulness,
Resisting each hurdle with purpose.

Combating in the most important cause,
Dedicated to win conflicts verses despair.

The pursuit to fortune has finally arrived,
Satisfied by all pitfalls that were defeated.

Always reliant on that big spark for joy,
Hoping a magical pill would save the day.

Waiting many years for that superb medicine,
But this moment didn’t come because it’s nonexistent.

Realizing that happiness starts with the small things,
Beginning with a joke or enjoying many hobbies.

No longer depending on a massive trigger for bliss,
Consuming contentment in little packages.

Letting pleasure build up in minor quantities,
Allowing delight to establish slowly.

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.

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.

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.

That feeling doesn’t come from an evil pill,
Nor from a bottle of whisky.

This high is supplied by determination,
Winning the battle through end results.

Fighting for my right to happiness,
Climbing all the hills to reach my destination.

Combating every obstacle to advance,
Finally approaching the top of the mountain.

The war wasn’t won easily,
But willingness eventually prevailed.

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.

History of tragedy inflicted scars,
Leading to trauma that injured an era.

Instead of dwelling mostly on missed chances,
Failures were focusing on fueling diligent tactics.

At war versus a devising plan of optimism,
Destiny led to a puzzled quest for results.

Following a directionless map with only roads,
No highways to reach my destination faster.

Becoming lost on many occasions in the street,
Searching for a path that will lead to hopefulness.

The route to contentment did prevail by dignity,
Fighting for the right to happiness that was earned.

Conflicts of destined survival will last for eternity,
Battling the struggles that can ruin stability of bliss.

Mending scenarios with driven force,
Even though the circumstance isn’t fractured.

Unhappy with a near perfected line,
Trying to weld perfection into an unfitted pipe.

Attempting to perfect the impossible,
Flaws will always appear in every situation.

Repairing items that are fine,
Correcting terms that are stable,
Finding remedies when the heart is healthy.

When we fix problems without cause,
Conditions can become completely smashed,
Rebuilding solutions from scratch.

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.

When drinking that wine,
Recognize the sign,
And draw the line.

With each greasy bite,
Try something lite,
To balance out the fight.

It’s fine to unwind,
But don’t be confined,
Exercise the body and mind.

Live in moderation,
Building a strong foundation,
One based on calculation.

Growing up showing contempt for publications,
Disrespecting words of knowledge with passion.

Reluctant to pick up wisdom,
Unaware that literature can access the world.

Exploring a universe with each interesting page,
Taking you away from deficiencies in life.

Pursuing a tale filled with adventure,
Or learning about passionate facts,
A writing opens up all dimensions.

Let the mind discover galaxies,
Just by opening a book.

The spectator of success is very resentful,
Plagued by the jealousy of poisonous views.

While watching glory progress into rejoice,
You bruise yourself with hostile emotions.

Detesting excellence with deadly hatred,
Leading to a journey that inflicts torment.

Arrogance needs to form new stances,
Creating a pledge that stirs applause.

Let honor praise the champion of prestige,
Giving a handshake driven by positive pride.

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.

Popularity steers competition into unsafe borders,
As characteristics of adolescence is controversial.

Fighting for the ultimate acceptance,
Consuming drugs by peers sparking pressure.

Willing to sacrifice grades for fame,
Setting a harder path in an untold book.

The expansion of most friendships doesn’t exist,
As college tends to destroy bonds.

Since high school, I had limited friends by my side,
But they bled and expressed glory with me to this day.

Quantity usually leads to a flawed direction,
While quality consists of strength that last.

Choose a track with a future,
Instead of scenarios driven by deviance.

The final chapter can arrive at any day,
Telling its last tale as the end draws near.

We are always concerned about survival,
Anticipating the next storyline with fear.

Let put our worries far aside,
And try to live for the week.

Existing to enjoy that upcoming plot,
Appreciating the interesting script as it unfolds.

There can be an intriguing plan ahead,
But first, we must open that amazing book.

There is so much hate,
With rage depleting faith,
Crime rises to a high rate.

Embracing kindness through a truce,
Trying to end all of the abuse,
So love can produce.

Making this world a better place,
Aiming to slow down the race,
As love needs to be embraced.

Fighting to end the wars,
Starting by not keeping score,
And opening up new doors.

A justification is crying out,
Not one based on vengeance,
But a cause driven by sympathy.

Fighting for a simpler life,
Ending evil intentions with peace,
Endorsing virtue solely for righteous principles.

Putting a stop to complicated ways,
Eliminating the difficult obstacle course,
And opening up all paths in the maze.

Practicing an easier world for everyone,
Starting by aiding help when assistance is needed,
Instead of preaching how hard survival exists on earth.

Even though life is a test,
No person is on trial just for living,
So try to offer the same fair route you value.

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.

Pain is usually a warning sign,
Telling you damage is being inflicted.

When cause unleashes agony,
Torment tends to have purpose.

Struggling with ambition up that cliff,
Striving for success to reach the top.

Recognizing the obstacles of the hill,
As reason provokes the will against anguish.

Commitment is the source of meaningful pain,
Battling the resistance for a special prize.

Misery wants to hold your hand,
Trying to convince joy into feeling sad.

Asking you to follow an unhappy path,
Despair can be extremely persuasive.

Sorrow doesn’t want to stand alone,
Wanting other people to feel depressed.

Reject the hand that offers false hope,
Even if the route of happiness is a lonely trail.

When success is present through fortune,
It’s easy for us to ease the fighting.

Battling less while glory is achieved,
Maintaining greatness after a long war.

Misery is usually in a brutal dispute,
Shedding blood and tears for progress.

Anguish is trying to win,
Attempting to earn that chance.

Whenever goals are acquired,
Never forgot the road that was traveled.

We feel like a puzzle piece is missing,
Saddened that the picture isn’t intact.

Time and effort was spent on a cause,
Building a foundation out of love.

We can’t see the whole photo,
But that doesn’t mean it’s incomplete.

The entire image is alive in our hearts,
A portrait no person can steal from us.

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.

The direction is headed toward progress,
But the trail can be presented with roadblocks,
Causing us to move back to the beginning.

Destiny’s tale tells a complex story,
Wanting you to reach the destination,
Yet offers tough barriers along the route.

Zigzagging through the mazes of life,
Fighting to reach the other side,
And you still return to the starting point.

Remain on course to the final location,
Because no matter how many steps are lost,
You can keep moving forward, advancing to bliss.

The beat generates tranquility,
Producing waves of comfort throughout the body.

Words stimulate symbols that provoke meaning,
Singing along with passionate purpose.

Calming the anxious soul during nervousness,
As blood flow reduces while hearing the song.

Seeing agitated animals become tame by the music,
Putting aside the salvage beast by napping on my lap.

Whenever the difficulties of the real world become tough,
Play that melody that brings you to a calm world.

After that difficult day of stress,
She is always there to ease the tension.

Whenever sadness controls my feelings,
My dog knows how to produce that smile on my face.

As terror creeps up on my nerves and brain,
Roxy’s presence provides tranquility to my entire body.

If rage starts to build up inside my veins,
My pet can offer calmness that runs through my bloodstream.

My animal will always be my best friend,
And my protector from harmful emotions in this imperfect world.

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.

Stabbing myself with criticism,
Inflicting scars through judgment.

Wounded by fearful hopelessness,
As I bleed out my own confidence.

Goals are limited by negative views,
Incapable of achieving full success.

Brawling with the mental despair,
Trying to uplift a positive stance.

Also at war with a harmful world,
Fighting for a spot in civilization.

Dueling with barriers to end misery,
On a determined mission for peace.

By combating my own worst enemy,
The wounds of self-esteem can heal.

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.

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.

Holding your head up high,
Arrogance is ready to fight.

Challenging an enemy with honor,
Determined to win a pointless battle.

A proud stance duels until the end,
As egotism leads to a lost cause.

Poison of vanity leads to catastrophe,
When defeat possesses many dilemmas.

The negative pride must be put aside,
By letting the ego accept humility.

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.

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.