Digression of the Rosary

Find yourself without might

Find yourself without might

I might try you and maybe

Just maybe something that come as a result

As a result of pain fueled by resilience

There is something in the present tense

That bothers me to no end

There is something more beyond this plate

That makes me feel rather great

Let me take you to that place

That will take you to an escape

Paradise or somewhere else we meet

To go on a new track and defeat

The demons that lie in the way

They like to tell lies and say

All that is against me and that could be

So I find myself in a pit of destruction

Fueled by nothing but my own anguish

So give me another chance

To stand back and have this dance

So that I may be free at last

There is nothing to put me past

Except for myself

What does it mean to rhyme finally

To be at one with yourself in the other plane

There is more to existence than what we see

So let this poetry be theological as you can see

As we meet God above

Let's consider the sign of the doves

How we all look above

But remember to stay loose with it

Don't get too tense when your writing

This was the warning against this heresy of mine

To rhyme with every sentence in the end

Yet I now see to make amends with all that I see

Perhaps something has changed

Perhaps something has made me count all my change

And seek to give to the poor

As we all seek for more

In this life or outside of it

We should continue with this bliss

With this plate where we all miss

Because God is the pitcher

Calling me deeper to become

Myself in this pool of sorrows

Drowning even deeper than everything that I borrow

I need help beyond here

Help me to not fear anymore

But to be courageous against all odds.

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There is a place in which people seem to fall. This place of hell seems to be the place in which people fall short. They fall so short because they need something to bring them out of this darkness. As these should be willing to do something about the situation they find themselves in and be willing to fight for what they believe. This is the tale of a short man named Bryce. This Bryce would do everything he could to fulfill his purpose, but nothing seemed to be working in his favor. He did one thing after the other and nothing seemed to avail and satisfy his hunger for life. This hunger strikes everybody, but the huger of the dead is all the more powerful. At least he felt that way and didn't seek to fix it at this time. It was something that drove him beyond places he didn't think he could go. For this reason, he did not seek to fix his problems. He became addicted to them and was forsaken at the fact of leaving them behind. He had a history with them and he sought to take them through to the end, no matter what he might go through or face. The case was as follows. He was to go through a dangerous cave and seek life there. This was what the sage told him and he was not expected to question the source of knowledge or the ways that he produced upon his children. Therefore, he decided to proceed on this journey alone, or with somebody else. Whatever happened in between his beginning of this journey and him leaving was not in his hands. It was in the hands of God whether she would go with him or not, and this much, he was aware of.