my mind is a danger for what it carries is worse then any weapon or sickness. what it can do cant be forgotten or undone. it is the ultimate darkness. yet the spirt that tames it is all but evil. when they clash one loses hope the other loses power nither one wins but both fall weak. with the strane upon my heart lets me know it is not long for this world. but memories keep it kicking my body is the battle ground for the greast fight of all time. yet it never asked for this but was born with a field divided and a struggle from day one. with this inside the outside has fallen to the label of victim and the suspect cant be caught since it dewells within the innocent. yet still with all this i manage to keep my footprints appearing on mother earth so the battle is not lost and i dont plan to loose. even if it tares me appart i shall stand tall, till the last drop of blood sinks into the soil where i take my final stand.