A Lion Amongst The Cubs..

Help my crippling soul, 

I'll pay you with checks of love, 

My damaged heart, 

Needs to be restarted, 

Like a stubborn engine, 

I needs to start, 

For the sake of my art. 

My whole lookout, 

Has been severed, 

The gun has been delivered, 

Should I shoot, 

Or I could stay alive, 

I could thrive, 

Become someone, 

In a world so deprived. 

Does the community see me, 

As a man of order, 

Or do they see me as a man full of weakness, 

I seek, 

To cross the border, 

To find light away from the bleakness. 

My heart forces the blood through the veins, 

I feel faint, 

Disjointed, 

From this land, 

My ambitions regarded as waste, 

In the gutters of bad taste. 

Full of dreams that can't be shared, 

Because there locked behind a door in my mind, 

I can't decide, 

If I want to rely on my demons, 

Or rely on a person I called my love, 

Years ago, 

A lion amongst the cubs.