Retrospect

Sometimes,
Lost in my consciousness
wading through dreams
and stuck in the weeds of anguish
I find myself,
Looking at my reflection
Through a pool of revenge.

Times,the times
have forced my inner self
for a retrospection
of my life,
and why i live my life.

To please the mob?
where's GOD?
The omnipresent,the omnipotent,
Who claims to help.
Where is the supreme being
when i need his presence?
Why do i find myself
Where i was?
Time has outrun me,
in te race to find
Myself,
My presence,
My halo
In the world,
Which needs
Desperately,
A ray of hope for those
Who want to live...
And be proud that they did so.