My road to glory filled with thorns

Trapped in chains but my heart speaks freely, some could never understand even those I love dearly, a passion for more maybe a curse, picture my allegory a life with a undefinable thirst, I speak from legend because my minds eye leads to greatness, the rocky ups and downs and the ugly truth described in my process to make it, driven by a passion only my heart could take it, it takes a severe beating but that's something sacred, scars and tears bloody nights suicidal fears but hope was the only thing that pulled me through those years, learning to love and watching myself grow, what we can do together I never would have known, heavenly themes became my childhood dreams drowning out all the late night screams and negative thoughts constantly seen, oh I'm glad all of that hit my screen gods filter intervened and changed the way my life seemed, keep the faith and continue to believe, things aren't always as bad as they seem, there is still a lot yet to be seen, this was all part of the plan and the road to glory is never clean.

-cj