I blaze my own trail,
when everyone is going North,
I go South,
because I want to explore something new,
and challenge myself.
If you're with me,
that's fine,
and if you aren't,
that's fine too,
just don't get in my way,
when I create my own path,
for myself,
that is only shaped,
by the people I meet,
but never steered in a direction,
other than my own.

It's over,
Well almost over.
Bug-a-boo is safe,
We have full custody.
It's a huge weight,
That's been taken off my shoulders,
But im still worried,
About my niece.
I don't know if we will ever,
Gain custody of her as well.
But I guess you have to win the battles,
Before you win the war,
and were closer than ever,
To making these kid's lives,
Better.

Some of my deepest thinking
is done at night,
where I fall,
to the resources of my mind,
thinking things
over,
through,
think, think, think,
that's all I do.
I plan
but I don't act,
I act on impulse,
when needed,
otherwise I think,
and I plan,
in silence.
No noise but the sound of
marker on paper,
a dim dream,
I can't quite remember,
so I think.

I feel it mounting,
slowly, steadily building,
every little thing adds to the heat,
I feel,
that slowly rises,
to my head,
creating an ever growing red mist,
that clouds my vision.
That mist is hard to clear away,
once it comes,
and luckily I rarely see it,
but when it's there,
my rage becomes,
uncontrolled.
My fuse is long,
but once it's lit,
it can not be stopped,
i'm like a ticking time bomb,
ready to explode,
at any given moment,
and when I do explode,
I cause an impressive amount,
of damage.
But now I know I will explode soon,
I can feel the adrenaline,
rush through my veins,
and my blood,
roaring in my ears,
my body is shaking with
the anticipation,
of finally letting go,
of my anger,
and releasing all of my stress,
and feelings,
so I can start fresh again,
but until that happens,
my anger will be,
uncontrolled,
and never stopped,
until I can calm myself down.

Are risks worth it?
Should you spend,
everyday of your life,
taking a risk?
Or will you sit,
and watch life go bye,
right out the window?
Will you finally make,
a dangerous decision,
where yes,
and no,
are the most dangerous words,
you now hold,
in your never ending list,
of vocabulary.
To this crazy idea,
you can only have one answer,
if you say no,
then you'll never know what would happen.
If you say yes,
then you don't know what will happen,
but you will find out.
So the question remains,
is it worth the risk?
And nearly every time,
you find yourself answering,
yes.

There is a possibility,
that my family,
could gain custody,
of the little Bug-A-Boo.
Finally there is a chance,
that we can save this child,
we can help him,
and hopefully,
his skin condition,
isn't cancerous.
If it is,
hopefully it is benign,
and he can be cured.
Hopefully we can gain
custody,
and then I can sing,
my little song to him,
everyday,
until he doesn't need it anymore.
And if this disease,
is malignant,
and he dies young,
then he would at least,
die where he is loved,
and not where he is tortured.
But I have hope,
that he will live,
and if God stands beside us,
then maybe,
just maybe,
he'll pull through,
and live the happy life,
he deserves.