ROAD BLOCKS


 

Forced to walk the path meant for the hard hearted

The brave that must kill their emotions to attain victory

Long have I walked and talked like the people of the valley

Long have I lived with the grieve of the lost in my heart

Now, right before my eyes is the thrown of success

Right before my path is the seat of power

Emotions do not cloud my judgement and thought

My feelings have no say in this matter of conquest

But even if my humanity is gone I still know what right and wrong is

To get silver, must I trade with gold?

I have done all that has been asked of me

I have killed everything that create pity and fear in my soul

But this request will eat up my soul and drone it in hell

The very thing that stops me from attaining perfection is in itself perfect

How do I destroy that which has pushed me this far?

Deep within me I seek to turn around and battle my own army

But if I do I will lose that which I had fought for, for so long

I have been built for the tough but this road block before me is not the same

To become the perfect machine I must destroy a perfect love

The same love that conquers all… this is my road block.

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Anonymous said…
cool... this is really nice.

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