part deux

teetering on the edge of reason
the reflections of a chaotic mind
choosing the least worst path among many
trying to make something out of life
like a smith shapes iron
like a potter moulds clay
frustration building up inside
finding nothing to vent it out upon
eating me from the inside,
making me hollow,half the man that i am
rising from the depths,bac on my feet
clawing my way up the ladder
facing challenges or just skirting them...
the importance lies in goin on.......
surviving.................
evolving..................
because time will never stop,and so should i