Immersed with remorse,
I propose a toast
To the lonely heart I endorse
Where - at its utmost -
The quiet angst from within becomes worse;
Foremost, I delve into the pain as a source
Of my internal competitive nature,
In hopes to creatively savor
The remnants of my sanity by the slightest measure
As my cerebral cortex boils with high pressure;
Whoever is in favor to treasure
The privilege for many to listen,
If not, hear about the numerous decisions
That forced me in this position;
No use in asking God for permission
To envision His vision
Of perception toward my personal finances,
Working hourly or for a high-end client;
I refrain from the right to remain silent
Since I failed to promptly impress the masses;
I lasted through deep despair and hunger
While Mama girl's words in my head left me to ponder
Whether my conduct of character produce proper
Implications that would either make me better of fall harder,
Directly unto the unnerving ground;
The bottom of the ladder appeared to be loud,
Yet the impact upon fragile flesh made little sound.

In silence, I knew I allowed
Myself to remain proud
Of nothing but my overly bloated ego,
so eventually, I am now in limbo
as I stumble in line with desperate people,
Seeking a tiny twinkle
From a beckon of hope;
Unto Thee, I evoke to emote
Through unconditional intensely presented love I promote
With these enveloping tears that soak
The undermining sentiments of the words I wrote
Unwilling to escape my lips yet waiting to explode;
I propose this sacred proposition
Against the opposition unforgotten and unforgiven;
Invisible killers of my vision for reason
Upon my soul, they dare commit treason
With villainous intentions;
Alas, as light recedes, my strength will increase
As I refuse to to decease
From submission by the abomination not eager to seize;
Through hope and faith, I shall solemnly release
The glimpse of darkness and desolation for inner peace.