Every Life Tells A Story

In the time that I  have lived

And in the times that are to be =

My head has gone in circles

Of the things I got to see.

I've seen the sun rise,

I've seen the sun set.

I've seen people at their worst

And people at their best.

I've loved and I've hated.

I've laughed and I've cried.

I have mourned many times

At the time a soul has died.

My love and my grief

Go hand in hand

Because the more you love

The more you understand

Of how great a love can be

When it comes from the heart.

People mistake me for someone weak

When I show who I really am,

But in the face of all the odds

I come out the better man.

I was given a life I didn't want

And tried often to give it back,

But God had decided it was too late

For me to crack

Open another egg

To make myself into another.

I've stood on the brink of madness

And wondered whether I would fall

Into that world of darkness

Because I would never crawl

Back out of it 
To resume my unwanted life.

Every person is a book
And every book tells a story
Divided into chapters and pages
Telling good and bad things of a
Person's glory,
Whether untold or silent,
It's a book and a story
Forever written in a person's
Blood and sweat and tears
That leave scars on the soul
That never heal.

I laid aside my sword and shield
And tried to live a life of peace,
But every time I turned the corner
It became days of dire unease.

You see, I can see into your soul
And when you say you are my friend
Are you being sincere
Or are you trying to bend
The truth just a little bit?

I've had my time in the spotlight
And I've had many many turns
To bemoan my life as it is
But truth be told,
I will return
To the earth as ashes
On the mound of dirt
Of a beloved friend
That I will once again see
When I come to the end
Of my time on this Earth
Where I have spent time since birth
Taking up space and light and air =
Then I stand before God
Who sits on His Golden Chair
And invites me to sit a spell.