"White out of the pain that covers me right of the tears rolling from cheek to cheek i thank GOD whoever might he be for lifting up weights off my neck during the times when i felt weak believed in god to keep me awake during the months of sleepless nights screwing my life for couple of lies under the winds of unbearable pain kept trying but never complained And i've remained myself me but nobody else.. it matters not how i lived in a lies since no-one can close my sparkling eyes i'm used to this my life is a sad poem a poem which goes on and on boundaries or troubles i survived it by my own ! situation means nothing i care no more there's a warrior inside whom i thoroughly adore here's a man of identity fighting so hard until reaching his destiny ! ©Sup_holster"