Trying to find me In this heart lies a tomb for memories. In my head is where their spirits go. I spend my life trying to be the one who won't disappoint, but in the past I've made each possible mistake.Lord is testing me. I fail. I grow stronger with each day. With each descent, I find strength to ascent, so I'm not giving up.Bad Habits? Got 'em. Bad attitudes? That too. Potty mouth? Sometimes. No one's perfect, including me. Exact opposite, so much so, no antonym for perfect exists to describe me. Dismal is my view of the past, optimistic are my futures. Yes, "s" there are so many paths this life can take. I could love someday, if I learn not to f**k it up.
This is how it works:. You peer inside yourself. Take the things you like, and try to love the things you took. Then take that love you made, and stick it into someone else's heat, pumpin someone else's blood. Walkin arm in arm, you hope it don't get harmed. Even if it does, you'll just do it all again..
But let a poet into your home
She's guaranteed to wreak havoc on your psyche
She'll make you happy and sad, peaceful, and mad
She'll make you aware that you're lonely
Or that you're madly in love
Or that your love is a failure
She'll make your cry for the dead
And weep for the living
She'll make you rejoice
And make you fall your knees
She'll no sooner relieve your pains
Then she will kill you
But she will attempt to destroy you
And she will quickly brandish the worst of weapons