The Cure

I am aware to an extent  
that my temper peaks sooner than it should.
Alcohol sounds like a good answer
but then that just makes me cry.
 
In a pool of good intent
it can become swiftly misunderstood.
My heartbeat just gets faster.
There is no option to decide....
 
....who upon this earth gets to breathe for one more day?
Look in the eyes of compromise and tell me what to say-
Do I fight for just a purpose only focusing on me?
Do I give it up for those of us that are dying to be free?-
 
....Free of the burden that the wicked grows within,
Karma, curse, or random works , disease is not a friend.
I bend what answer today entails to get me in the "now"-
The length of time , so pressurized , pushing to get out...
 
...steps on my hope to grow, invent-
Tainted is my sunset from all the story books.
The past is now my master  
with the present undefined.
 
A soldier not born yet
will be empowered to change the likelihood
of a population outcome after
all of us have died.