"CHAINED EXISTENCE"

This role I am doomed to play is that of a double edged sword. It's foundation is shaking in red when the vision of us begins to disappear. Fate has played it's cruel trick, now there is no where I can reach out to you. No longer having the purpose for the dream of the future we once shared, I drift with the current of time. So this existence of mine has become a shield or sword for others, like you were once for me. For I want to help protect the meek, and everything they wish to defend. However the actions of my past and this new resolve have created an inner war, one that I can not win by my hands alone. Shouldering the burden of the past, is not an easy feat accomplish. Yet if I am to move onward and recover that once abandoned emotion , I must find a way to bring life to this empty shell again. The chains that have sealed me in this tiresome land are beginning to constrict those selfless thoughts. No matter how much I struggle, I know the sadistic truth of this reality. I am caged on this red moon, within this cold dark reality where hope has died. My primitive need for the survival of your fading memory and unblemished smile has grown tired. The demon that resides on my right whispers to me, that I should just let it all vanish during midnights hour. While the fallen angel that sits on my left states, everything of my past has meaning to my future. Even though the sickness eats away at my blackened heart and the longing for lost hope pulls at my tired soul. I know neither are correct, and none are wrong. I must make my path of fate work for me, with the choices of the past always encumbering me. I shall try to head towards that land where hope still lives.