The unbearable burden

Knowing a stranger is not being modest
never forgetting a promise to keep being honest.
Watching a Innocent survive the craziness
Eventually becoming a madman
Sad moments, corrputed dreams
with a stolen heart, has a kindness
To one in need of much Grace,
Determined to achieve a connection
Without compromising values,
Is a recipe for disaster,
Do we need evidence of a presence
That's conscious of ours suffering?
With not much to believe in
People turn to demons
Much respect is needed if I was conceited,
Abused, tortured and used
Is this what we choose
Is the world on our backs
 or on your shoulders
A four clover doesn't mean it's over
Nor a miracle because I will forgive all of you
And become spiritual.