STILL

In the fire of the moment, I'm forever burned with the grief and pains of my past.
Terrifying fears,
trembling thoughts,
distant memories,
fearful sounds,
lost chances,
horrific pain,
determined heart,
and a stream less
end of tears.

Still these memories are apart of me. For they cannot be erased from my inner self-existance. Deeper still, we notice:
Corrupt hearts, demolished by the sinners realm of glory;
crushed dreams,
lost faith,
defined scars,
a broken heart
and a trampled life.
Still I must go on. I must overcome the obstacles of life.

*i wrote this some time in 04, i jsut found it so enjoy.* LISSA