ELEVATION NOT WITHSTANDING

Through stain teardrop eyes I cry my hurt with my tears down the side of my face as my emotions pour within my soul of souls as I have become intoxicated, with the infusion of my heart of hearts dripping into my spiritual being as those feelings I once felt slowly reappears, within the depth and deepness of my spiritual soul reopening up old scars that were once healed through the process of time.                        
                                                                                                                                      
                                                                                                                                       But yet through that life change I feel no longer ashame of my scars that does not go unseen for you see those are my badge of honor for surviving through, the trails and tribulations that would of killed most of you going through the process of a lost soul in a world that has become totally dysfunctional.                                                                                                        
                                                                                                                                  
                                                                                                                                  But yet it still resonates deep within my mind for each day is a struggle just to protect my heart and the sanity of my mind from the faces hiding behind a mask as a disguise with metamorphosis abilities, so you have to think with your mind and not so much with your heart for if life hadn't teach you nothing it taught you, how to see and think with your own eyes and think with your own mind for sometimes you have to leave your heart from out of the equation of the situation to see the big picture and not the illusions that they want you to see.