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Ice and Brimstone

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This was written by Trever Silence. It makes me think about how things are currently...
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1. i've tried being myself. 2. i've tried being myself. 3. i'm trying to be myself. but i guess..i guess, that as i am as a person, i'll never be to you, what you could be to me.

through these loops i walk, the repetition is mind dulling. why waste my time and mind on something that will never be? why maintain hope although i have no evidence that the dream can ever be obtained?

through trial and error i stand.. through ice and brimstone i walk.. this path is hard but the reward is well worth the trouble. the chance for success seems to me to be about a million to one, and it doesnt seem to be rising..

i'll hold on but only for so long. i'll always be there. i wish there was something i could do to make myself seem more then i am, and there probably is, but i'd rather be myself, and have no regrets, then be someone else and live a life on a lie..

and, in this i conclude, that once this confusing struggle of words and emotions, and games is over. and i am left naked and broken on my pedestal to the world, on my stage, with a spotlight looking down on me, so all those with eyes can see. so everyone can see the streaks running down my cheeks. I guess i'll get up, and brush off the dirt, the blood, sweat, the tears, and i'll take my heart back. and when i'm given the option of stage left or stage right; when i'm given the option of to be as i am: a decent person, a respectable individual, and someone that cares for life in it's fullest extent...or to be like the rest of society: careless, hopeless, loveless, with a mind built on lust and obsession and addiction and hate and rage and sin..i can only hope that i will choose to be who i am.. but who knows.. that day may never come, and i pray that it won't..but if it does, i just hope i have the courage and the strength of heart to be who i am.

ask yourself this question: when things come crashing down around you, when the world is turned upside down, when life makes you fall on your knees and beg for mercy, who would you want to be there? who would you want to be? do you want a hand to help you out of the pit? or do you want another nameless face to turn their back and walk away when the waters get to rough to wade in?