My Soul For The World(Revised) Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

Like any poet I'm writing thoughts out.
Trying to perfect my emotions.
Trying to perfect every action.
Trying to perfect my devotion.
Just feeling it out.
Another climatic embrace.
Another race
All the way to the top.
It's one of those lets see what you got.
Well, it's not a lot.
But it's me, and the way I want it to be.
It's not another destiny.
Open your eyes and see me for me.
Everything I put down is a reminder of where I came from.
What I went through.
And it's something I must hold on to.
I can almost smell and taste all of it.
It's not another over active imagination.
It a realty that's still my destination.
There's no cause for celebration.
Just meditate, so you don't hesitate when the time comes.
Practice makes perfect.
Another portrait portrayed in such a way.
It's just amazing.
At a constant awe.
So I thank god for every breath I take.
A precious life, in a little place I call earth.
Every time I fall down I have to have something to pick me back up. And this is moment written in stone.
I will never be alone.
Memories can't be forgotten.
Even if they become stale and start rotting.
I was made for a purpose and finding it is my answer.
All in or fold.
Got to stay in control.
For it's my soul.
And I won't give it up even for the whole world.