A Beautiful Season

As I open my eyes the pain shoots through my head I swear some times I think I would be better off dead I love my wife, kids and friends, empty they would be So I’ll remain that lonesome vessel sailing across the sea They all know that I gave up, gave up all of my dreams Those of all the power, glory and living blatantly obscene I had power on the streets and power up in the pen Know that I was once proud to be the very breath of sin What is it like once we start trying so hard to change Know that every facet of our life we must re-arrange One day I started teaching about trying to reach our dreams You see it is blind people that walk through Demons schemes Demons schemes are hard to see, do you know the reason why Just like in a storm the clouds will cover, all the blue up in the sky Demons schemes are like a dream, offering all the pleasure we may feel Some days for me to not fall back on them, takes every drop of my will See every single day that I stay clean and stay true to myself I gain just a little more insight as to what is truly wealth Wealth is a frame of mind, offering freedom to our soul I write my poems because I wish to simply reach that goal And the one thing that I wish, the one thing that keeps me here Is because I hope that just one soul won’t go, through all my tears You see I have tasted emptiness that is as cold as cold as can be I only hope that one of you will learn, Please don’t end up like me Today is tomorrows past, so make it last, be all that you can be Praise the Lord every second and say, I wish to live for thee Storms will come and they will go nothing ever changes that Trust in God and know in your heart, his love is where its at He knows our prayers before there spoken as we kneel to pray Bound to his will as well as time, if our prayers shall come to bay I Praise him for the pain I’m in because I know he has a reason And at the end of all the pain, will come a very beautiful season Yesterday I overdosed so I figured I should add that information in To be a true example of right we must include even the accidental sin I could not believe the words I heard as they said you’ve overdosed Though the taste of death in my mouth was as familiar as buttered toast See I have tasted death so many times that it is like a long lost friend My life is still the same only difference is, the truth I will not bend ----------------------------------------------- This story is the truth and goes with my blog