There is a part of me that dreams of higher things...(in life). Believes in an omnipotent being....(God through Christ). And seeks the essence of tranquility...(in soul, body, and mind), something more divine. But yet and still there is a part of me that steals away...(to do the unmentionables). Will reel in and out of relationships...(questionable?). Will kill if pushed to the limit...(unthinkable). And when I lean to the right in me, scandalous bones come reaching out to me, from the lips of my foes and blows from a past and present lifestyle. It ALL becomes a blur; like a 40 ounce trying to blend with southern comfort and whisky sour on the end. And you tend to think that this is all there is...(to life)despite what the other part of you that teaches/preaches...who knows? But there has got to be truth to it...(the spiritual part of me), although I've opted not to pursue it...(why?). For in times of reason and enormous accounts of treason, I sense GODs prescence there and I know that he cares. But damn that other part of me that makes me flip and tripp out on anyone that I simply suspect is trying to double cross me. And what is the reason why I fight so hard to balance the two when I know in my heart that only one part of me will rule?
