Anthology poem

A heart, even in pain it lives the passion Day of morals become battles, yesterday gone tomorrow just begun We are only as strong as our success we vision Be of your heart the buried love carried there Like a cloud bring peace so arises storm crossing Only a mountain be move in strength it takes A soul of life, humanity of nature calling loud I search deep for the light within myself Blood pump fearlessly through veins Desires unfulfilled need now I find I want Is it we look for ourselves in depths of our soul To fulfill a need of love that already exist Desires emptiness, peace of mind or elusion Everyday life we feel, ourselves we strive Amongst the crowd, hide behind an image The living heart or mindset world Where is it fear rules our soul Eeriness of darkness we dare not I sat and pondered upon life's being What is it I have to offer Except that of my soul I give My heart, my own being of breath Life, what is it without heart, without love and devotion It's motivation to thrive, surviving even to die is to live Love fiery depths, jungle of its own A journey into the soul, shadows darkness Constant struggle the path lead not destruction But obstacles of mysteries unknown Being a part of my own heart's prison, I dare to bleed but seek oneself This darkness I must conquer even within this shield I surround Only the warmth of love does passion have meaning But thorns of life rip, leaving you bleeding Most inner soul being we strive to be who we are It's the spirit that watches the soul living among the dead Is it not of him that his prints be made Is it not of that to which he walked To which his prints appear to lay The value of inner soul, the price for life Chance to leave your print the obituary reads Or that of yourself picture paints memories Inner soul, like a candle consume to light the way for others