Therein which I live and die by the hand of my own double-edged sword,
Of course, I tested them out and sent blood up to the Lord.
A course is taken by my own actions for which I lay responsible for
Excuses are beyond recognition for the purpose of wanting more
Where this life which fakery fails badly to endure the test of time
I believed promises were so elusive my poems ran out of rhyme
And the mirror cuts through its illusions of everything that\'s unreal
Wondering satisfactions sleep silently so learn how not to steal
Concrete feelings of a disturbing reality that shows up every day
Each moment I feel something a second is just a lifetime away
And 7 days a week works wonders for those who are living
But, never-the-less, 1 day is enough to encounter my life and sin
Having nothing to shout about, just sat her meditating on poetry
And then when I wrote a poem I didn\'t see double I saw three
Life is a given art to handle amongst the strong and the weak
When life gets lower than the step above make sure it peaks
Panicking for just a minute wastes away with so much honesty
Paddling alone in deep thought taught me the truth about clarity
I transcended my worlds towards the inflicted of their own trust
In helping out a balance of the invisible whenever it turns to dust
And I captured my own heart and locked it on to some optimism
Where the light reveals its stunning effects through a lucky prism
In that enlightenment, I spread my wings and flew up in the sky
Flow the winds of success, a kiss will be blown up to almighty
A dream outweighs the darkness that it actually sits together in
Suddenly life opens up the stream that leads towards a spring
Yes, a spring, tuning up natures capacity so its readily available
Dismantle the being of mind until it reaches a state to unable
A lustful of hate and a bucket full of love for the wisdom of life
Read it, learn it, write it, study it and make known your wife
Married to the intelligence of one\'s own ability to struggle on
When everything fits in tight and snug is where it all goes wrong
Abstracted from a disarray of human life in a total science fiction
Leading other paths to an experience of which may be a mission
But I\'ll end up here once again still allowing my ink to flow
Into the abyss of things to come and giving all things to know
A chance to live just like how in ticking over is so notorious
No matter what though eys will open up and notice glorious
And hammering in the nail to make sure it\'s sealed enough
Therefore, receiving life free of charge and all full of love.