Cracking open the stone that composes
my heart involves the release of rage
and bitterness. Through jaded eyes, I 
view the world and dismiss all forms
of optimism. Realism encompasses my
existence, refusing to expect anything
in return and making things happen for 
myself. With tarnished perceptions of
religion, I simply believe in a higher
power and free will, no longer subscribing
to any one denomination. Like the venom
of a poisonous asp, my faith seeps
through my veins affecting how I think,
react and view my environment in facing
the obstacles of tomorrow. As my level
of anger increases internally and my
hardened heart explodes, it disintegrates
into a gritty power leaving me immune to
mysteries and convolutions of life.