True Life

Guilty of life once lived in sections, drastically making changes. Concessions to new obsessions, suffering identity exchanges. Revision life's only pattern, inborn self considered a sin. Wherever did the facade end, and my actual truth begin? Mercurial soul. Gale force wind on fire. Searching recklessly. Banishing true desire. Stunted by fear. Cut low by local society. Angrily relating ashamed. Depression continually haunting me. Loving heart protected by rage. Angel morphed to succubus. Ignorant of a different way. Residual burden of distrust. No compass showing the way. Pilgrim of self identity. Fractured mind's weathervane, self destruction my proclivity. I failed in my search. Experienced life vainly, physically. Blind to evolutionary growth. Recently found enrichment, mentally. Mistakes made youthfully, forgiven. I look forward filled with hope. Fortune smiled upon me. Enlightened at the end of my rope. If you believe in second chances, first gift yourself one. Explore your own depth, just once, and you'll find life has just begun. Presently, daily, I show for practice on life's uncertain field. I want the ball, as a champion should. Sprinting forward, I'll prove what life can yield. When mortality knocks on my crypt, I plan on being prepared. Living life by my own script. Lessons learned by decisions erred. I'll take my place amongst the stars, having shirked mortal coil. Ready for what is next. To my nature, proven loyal. Come with me on this journey. Banish need for acceptance. Live your life entirely. You'll only get one chance. -Angel Fatale-