With All That I Am, Poem by Daniel Richards

With all that I am,
All of the overcast insides
The Many faces of me
All that I could be
But insanity and vanity kills

My Hands are held are low but you attack
My words that are spoken
Against your promise’s
Now are lay broken

All we know is that
We’re skin and bones
And a blood stain
On our clothes

Words again
Are spoken
With promises broken
Laid to rest in the rain

Now that I’ve woken
I see the flight of lies
And the shadows
Of webs that have been woven

With the man I became
I have nothing to prove
But all to gain
And I am walking

For all the words spoken
Promises lay broken
Vanity pills
Insanity kills

So I’m walking now that I’ve woken
To heavenly hills