I'm about to break how much pain can one take? I'm worthless, What is my purpose? I allure, a future so insecure, that consequently, it brings agony abundantly... a mind defined by all I've had to endure. Intentions, of redemption,carried by a heart oddly honest and pure, i push pry, and try, to defy the issues i use to get high..its left me unsure..but my perspective on life needs No cure. mistake after mistake I'll make of that I'm sure... I refuse to lose..so loose is the noose and dull is the razor as I impatiently wait for life To work in my favor.. I lost all I love; allowing time to make me braver, so i hold tight and attempt to appreciate all I can savor. you can't break what loss an tragedy are able to create... clean is my slate aware and awake despised by the weak and the fake. I am who I am...here I stand a man. Trying to understand what I can. .death causes No fears...shamelessly I shed tears from these tru blue eyes, due to my use and abuse i wasted many years of my life... I wanted changes but caught charges... a new limit of what I consider the hardest... the reality truly scares me, mentally supress the care in order to prepare.... knowing 12 years prison is the lowest given, so why I can I'm gonna do a little living. What's my purpose? what's my mission.? No matter my Intentions pure or wickedness. I have the true judge's forgiveness. another life lesson. No worries, No stressing.. before I go I'll take it slow and count every blessing
© Christopher george