Remi§§ion

I've come so far, but I've went so wrong
I try to locate the brake that slams on my endeavors 
But I have no such fate
This is my life, it is of what I make it
I'm trying to make right, for the time is  
Every reason behind every purpose 
These days I can't even make sense out of making write
I'm lost in my own. Mid sentence
Composed of my own words
Lost in my own rhythmical rhyme

I am not in that of my own mind

Whether I'm wrong or I'm write, I'm going to make my life right
I'm going to use everything in mind & sight,
Put up, or put up a fight.

I'm going to finish what I started;
Starting on this beautiful December day..