Daily challenged with the possibility 
   of death
   trying to plan for the future 
   but not knowing what's next 
   question myself 
   have my strides been out of step
   Wanting success but at times
   it's been like trying to catch the wind
   am I trippin' off what my reality could be 
   or what my my reality has been
   seeking love in unlovin'places
   seeking friendship but the 
   longing for lust 
   often replaces this 
   what I feel for the adored
   unintentionally ignored
   the call which is stirring 
   inside me 
   inspired by the creator 
   but dismayed by reality
   am I longing to be free
   of struggle 
   or longing to be free of pain
   but struggle is ordained  
   so is
   pain
   no punk bitch 
   so deal with it
   laugh at it 
   embrace it
   might drink some wine
   and light an incense
   to chase the pain away 
   or maybe it's time to hit 
   my knees close my eyes
   humble myself and 
   pray. DS