Self Assessing

The pain, the peace and the beautiful things The scars, the hope and the in between The patience and the product of all we know Grants me survival and I'm asked to atone You just break me Give way to It let me in A new way All we ever were to be All I'd ever hoped was Not confined, but aligned In the presence Admist all we could become But now today, somehow someway, Progressively, only growing I'd never knew I would find my way back through the shadows It seemed so dismally Obtuse, it seemed there's nothing left But through it all I realize There's nothing left in hatred It left me numb and vacant I can no longer take it Same story Self loathing All we ever were to be All I'd ever hoped was Not confined, but aligned In the presence Admist all we could become But now today, somehow someway, Progressively, only growing Progressively, only growing Progressively, only growing Progressively, only growing Somehow someway Progressively, only growing