Harsh words & violent blows Hidden secrets nobody knows Eyes are open, hands are fisted Deep inside I'm warped & twisted So many tricks & so many lies Too many whens & too many whys Nobody's special, nobody's gifted I'm just me, warped & twisted Sleeping awake & choking on a dream Listening loudly to a silent scream Call my mind, the number's unlisted Lost in someone so warped & twisted On my knees, alive but dead Look at the invisible blood I've bled I'm not gone, my mind has drifted Don't expect much, I'm warped & twisted Burnt out, wasted, empty, & hollow Today's just yesterday's tomorrow The sun died out, the ashes sifted I'm still here, warped & twisted

The doors began to lock behind me one by one as I approached into the dark. " Open your eyes " one of them said... I saw an image reflected under the beam of faint spark. " Look at yourself " another whispered... a clown drowned in tears...he was not happy, but colours flowed down his pale cheeks revealing his true self... he remembered a story being told of a war marshall, being involved in self denial. He was stuck in anxiety. Living in a world he wrote and played in. Memories started clicking at the back of my head, am I starting to roar in the same manner ? Delusions ? I appeared in a forest next, with apple trees all around me. I felt pressure suppressing my chest.. It was a compilation of tattered papers ripped off an old anecdote. Every little detail was how I approached every single incident of my life. How imperfect can one be ? Striving for a breath under the deep cold waters. Looking face to face at loved ones, dropping the will to life once again for oneself, but for the many persons that you have to answer to.. The dependants.. The lost.. The sick... I've had enough of witted fights, and I'm having more with myself... I wanted to leave, but as I looked back at the smiles of the folks, I couldn't bare to... When will this tug of war come to an end ? The pistol has been fired, all you can do at this point of time is to continue running to the end.. Across all obstacles, I'm just trying to reach the end in a flash... What's next ? 

True love is a sacred flame that burns eternally, none can dim its special glow or change its destiny... True love speaks in tender tones and hears with gentle ear... True love gives with open heart and true love conquers fear...  True love makes no harsh demands it neither rules nor binds, and true love holds with gentle hands the hearts that it entwines...

How often we must bear the challenges of life;
The endless roller coaster between happiness and sorrow;
The constant ups and downs of daily strife.
And always the question remains .... why?

Life is not an easy road for most;
It twists and turns with many forks in the road,
Although always, and inevitably, we are given a choice ...

Do we turn to the right ... or the left?
Do we take the high road ... or the low road?
Do we take the easy path ... or the difficult one?

Decisions are not easy for those struggling for direction ...
And sometimes the many choices and signs become overwhelming.

While standing at a crossroads in life,
The urge is to take the most comfortable path;
The road with least resistance ...
The shortest or most traveled route.

And yet, if we've been down that comfortable road before;
Have gleaned its lessons in life, and learned from our experiences;

Do we yet again follow the known?
Or does our destiny lie in another direction?

The fear of the road less traveled is tangible and all too real;
It manifests itself in many ways,
And tends to cloud the issues that might otherwise be clear.

It is in these times of confusion,
That we must seek peace and solitude;

Time to contemplate on our life,
Our experiences and our choices past;
Time to look back, and reflect on what we have learned
Without fear or confusion.

For only each of us knows our own personal thoughts;
Our unique past and personal history;
The experiences that brought us to the crossroads we now face.

We can always learn a small degree from others experiences,
And yet ... no one person can walk in our shoes,
Others know not, the trials and tribulations faced in private ...

For each is individual ... unique ... and personal.

And that is why ... while standing at a crossroads,
Only "we" can formulate the decision for ourselves;
The true direction that lies within;
The choices we must deliberate on with clarity and wisdom.

For it is only through personal reflection,
That we can now choose our destiny;
... Our next adventure;
... And the future we will embrace.