Misunderstood and alone. Lacking conditioning of my own mind. The tainted line has been drawn. My struggle it rages, i stumble along. Enslaved by flesh, owned by myself. i have become hypocrite. Why do i do that which i hate? My method of madness left un-remedied. I know that a Spirit of Life dwells in me. No longer condemned, existence set free. Sense of worth. Purpose known. New found trust lifts my soul. Core war within thunders on. The path left less traveled so graciously shown. Signs now revealing so clear, and my trust is true, overcoming my fears. No slave to myself. Freedom is mine. i have begun a new hope.