With every single new day,
the world has a new insult to say,
but my spirits light shines bright,
evaporating the clouds of gray.
will i lose sanity?
perhaps i may.
when will it happen?
perhaps today.
i have more faith within my self,
and because of this I do not pray.
Don't believe in any higher power,
because every opportunity is ours.
I'm afraid if i go deep into thought,
I may be lost for hours.
in this ocean of stifled thoughts,
reality hits me like a rifles shot.
entrance wounds of realization.
exhaled smoke relieves frustration.
i really need some relief,
of this perpetual grief.
tired of feeling endless pain
when the good emotions are brief
but just because my days are dark
doesn't mean I'm not happy here
i just feel like I'm searching for purpose
something that i cant find in here
this world, my prison.
my only guide, my vision.
what you see is what you get,
and only you make your decisions.
its all on me.
so when "god" calls on me,
I hope he causes the heavens,
to fall on me.
Cause I did it without him.
battle ready, trench knife drawn.
the days keep getting darker,
but it's always darkest before the dawn.
feeling really lost right now. maybe this will bring some clarity to some one.
