senses optional

With failure never an option you have to beat your enemies with you successes.
I refuse to compromise my soul for any Man.
I could never get back what was lost.
Can't silence the words and thoughts that overpopulate my mind.
Just trying to get it in an order that may or may not make some kind of sense.

Won't to conform to anyone's convictions of what
beauty and perfection really are.
I praise whoever might be running this wonderfully crazy world of ours;
for creating such an amazingly abundant life.
Rainbows of colors, a varying array of textures, a moving myriad of sounds, and where would humans be without the exuberant sense of tasting  what the Universe offers.