You deny your own grace at times, but to what extent do you believe how I admire. Your words touch me, melting this icy heart, more than you know. Your presence, the one I want most, the voice, I need. You brought toward hope and optimism, more AND MORE I love. You touch my mind, and paint your wonderful colors. You lifted me so high... now I'm falling down. It pains me, brings me DREAD, brings me Anger, brings me APATHY. Short in supply optimism flows, but fades so quickly. I question my faith, I question my loyalty, are they being tested? My loyalty is to you. At first I could not find you in my dreams, next I was crying out. Third my faith went dropping, I'm in anger. Then in apathy, no faith in the world. Fifth, struck by optimism, I wonder of your important task, but it gives worry. Two wonderous, vivid dreams, you appear, each proportional to the other, eager to tell only to further be let down. Sixth, I cry out to a sibling in assistance, I find rage by that of every previous state of being clouded this action. Now... this must be rock bottom, I review all of what I'm been through, and I find wonder at these emotions, so human. The abscence of hope is closing, am I in love, or do I have issues. This is ripping me in two, I'M CRYING OUT. As I hit the bottom, slowly, gently, I lay paralyzed, all I do is blink. Side by side the golden angel and seven horned devil, in unison "where is your GOD now." Where did I go wrong, did I go wrong?...