Imperfections

every single soul is pure,flawless and different.
different shades of perfection
painted all over the face of the planet
at-least this is how i saw things.

until they raped my soul
and challenged the things i believed in
until they put me in a soft spot
only to leave me all alone to watch it harden
i watched everything i cared for turn into salty rocks,
that are useless and crusty
yet they still beg for attention

y'see i was never one to run away from a fight,
so i used my last oil tank to fuel the tanks
only to watch the devil beat me in a game he created.
turned my pillars of strength into stumbling blocks
that tortured my flesh,emotions and mentality.

my brain a war-zone,
a point where ideas clashed.
calculating scenarios day and night
working out probabilities And defusing biological bombs.
y'see the truth was not naked yet
It was still wearing a Bikini.