Recognizing...

I use to fly with the angel of hell,
it was in my youth when I fell.
At 5yrs old I went on a trip,
from within my inner being my heart was ripped.
Within the darkness was found my happiness,
living well off other peoples worldly mess.
The depths of pain were a joy found,
as I listened to that inner narcissist sound.
Then one day I met my pride,
this explained the delusional ride.
Selfishness had become my way of living,
always taking and never giving.
No different is the youth today,
this is why for you I'll always pray.
True and real family values have been lost,
the price of others selfishness is what it cost.
Plant your seeds in the gardens of broken hearts,
and help others to pick up their fallen parts.
Pieces of the puzzle scattered about,
let my hands hold all of your doubt.
Jesus is real,
these words I hope you feel...