Ramblings From the Past

Its a Picture Perfect image,
A Divine Mind among the gods,
And yet It hides Behind its smile,
and Lets time control its odd..
This image is of pain and horror,
Both these, and love with peace.
The flash like a falling mortar,
Destroying lives with ease.
Such Shots to the mind,
Can corrupt even the purest souls.
It Blinds them of their Passions,
and sticks their dignity in a whole.

I Can relate to these,
For i was once there too.
As long as you try and breathe,
The torment is there with you.
Let me take you back,
Back to my past regrets.
Keep in mind as you read on,
None of this to you has happened yet.

My body goes left when I wanna go right
or I was born without or lost the gift of sight
and every single day I have to fight
for every little thing you can just make light of

Through these times,
You have but one good friend.
Neither Family nor love,
Will be there till the end.
You are your own Problem.
You are your last of fears.
You are but a reflection in a window,
Your Soul is gone over years.
You sit back and reflect,
These times keep passing by.
You change your image Slightly,
and your dropped, don't ask me why.

Now my body goes right when it ought to go left
and I can't hear a thing cause I'm Disfigured and deaf
from the advice that I can't even begin to sift through
yet everybody wonders why my spirits need a lift too

This life we live is Useless.
These Feelings are a lie.
Yet we are forced to live it,
Until the day we die.
Until the day that our hearts stop,
Can we only begin to love things nice.
And until the day that our breath is gone,
Can we begin to live our life.

This world is Just an ironic place,
A hypocritical Society.
Until we learn that we are Fu cked,
We can not set our minds free.