changing times

standing lost without a road
in the mid of a desert with no where to go
choices and hope of finding my way
but lost until i find the desert flower
such beauty, so calm and quite
a beautiful smell and lovely look
one flower with in a bush of thorns
poison drips from the thorn warring off
those who may think of it and want to take it
but the truth is i want it and i must try
i don't know how but i shall
so i sat and thought of what may happen
forsaken dream and restless nights
crying of silent soul out of sight
please my angel help me find the way
the thorns fade away and i think its all right
but when i think is the perfect time
new things shock me and things change
new problems in my way never free
of thinking how or when is the right time without
things changing through time and the soul
for more i know the more i fear
try to ignore but fail the sight of a flower
the light of a perfect soul, silent hidden away
time will pass and things will change

hell

times has passed and things have changed
people change but places does not
what we thought was right is now wrong
i have been to hell and i came back
but my self after so long in the same place
a place i hate where hells gates opened up
and pulled me in to the dark pits
hell was not a place but a set of mind
but i did not cry i held my stand and won the war
and these scars will never fade away
i look at my self every day and i see those scars
a reminder of those painful time
now on the two year eve i have been
placed in the same place where i have a choice
to run away or go to the gates
if i do go to the gates i can keep them closed
or open them wide to the world and walk right in
in to hell and fight my fight with out a fear
learning from my past the scars of life
a lesson that i now don't mind but i still wonder why
why i went through such hell to reach the same place again
now i hope to control this and become the power of my fears
i shall call out and ride my ways there to those gates of hell
where i will make my finial stand once again
do not fear i shall win i am better now more then ever
cry oh keeper of hell gate i shall raise my own hell