The face of fate my way today.
#7 of poem fate
I'm back in the poetic mood.
Oh yes a twiseted thoght inside my head . my heart wont stop it beating so fast. For my life is raceing against time . world upon world . A spinning life of confusion. one way full of pain and troble. one of love lust and the fame of my own way. Whitch way will i go. peraphs im fucked in the end to fall down the wroung path of the mind. A pattern i see in this life of time. I must break free from this path and see a fate i made.
I must make it to the light. Fight the darknest in my way. I will make it today. i must win this is my day. I will fight to my end of time. My fate is in my hands i say. I will achieve my dream in any way. for i will not let it break. i am a demon in the way i will not stand this average way. I will be great i will be the king of my life and decide my path of this day. Fate i face and i will have it my way.