With every step,
Around every turn,
With every deep cut,
With every painful burn,
With every hardship earned,
With every lesson learned,
With every mountain climbed,
With every secret we find,
With every inch of our being,
We keep on going,
With every tear shed,
With every year dead,
We struggle up the Staircase.

Purpose

Beaten, Battered, Bruised, Yet Still Here;
Darkness Came, Light Dimmed, Blood Spilled;
Hope Stayed, Persisted, Continued Regardless;
Not Paying Attention To The Good Or To The Bad;
The Sacred Heart Never Fails; The King Of Kings;
No Amount Of Violence Reaches Him, No Amount of Pain,
He Conquers All. He Is There Yet Far Above There As Well;
Still Standing, Still Moving Forward, Still Serving A Purpose.

People are the same but we don't wanna buy it
That's cuz people know it's True so they try so hard to disguise it
They don't wanna feel like you so they do whatever to hide it
 They get corrupted by Pride until it shuts their eye lids
It makes them not wanna realize it so then they grow to despise it
They have friends? So do you. They got parents? So do you
They bleed red? So do you. They stopped caring? So do you
They get money? So do you. They threw a party? So do you
They act funny? So do you. They get things starting? So do you
They find things pretty? So do you. They sing songs? So do you
They walk the city? So do you. They do things wrong? So do you
They had a crush? So do you. They had one back? So do you
They get rushed? So do you. They get on track? So do you
People are exactly the same but what's worse is they know it
They look different in the mirror so they hope it won't show it
But there's no hiding the Truth even though we don't like it
There's no difference between people but it's our choices that binds us
They're what can make us come up or what can put us in crises
Knowing that makes all the difference cuz of the time that it buys us
And when we can see this Truth then we can see that it's Priceless
We don't need to hate on Each Other cuz it just isn't righteous
And whenever we do that it always comes back to bite us
So we can be our own Best Friend or we can be our own Hell
Cuz when we're hating Each Other we're just hating Our Self

What it all comes down to is Reality VS Fantasy 

If you try and blend them together

You might never see
It's a cursed theme

That you can't even get to

If you tried your best to be

In that place that's only in your dreams

And not the place to be

A never ever land that never makes ends meet

It's an illusion

A delusion

Like Pandora's box

It's why they invented locks

It's why they invented cops

It's where bad things come from

Like when you don't have a Cross

When you feel like you're lost 

When you go down with a loss

It's being blind you don't realize

That those are real lies

You dig deep enough and that's where REAL lies

It's in the center

If you just open your eyes

Like clear weather and cloudless skies

It's True Heaven

When you finally open your eyes

It's Forever

Even after you die

It's pure clever

Strong enough to make you cry

It gets better

Even when your body dies

It's called Truth

At the end is the beginning

And that's the final prize

It's ALL Good. :)

How come everything made from the dust casts a shadow?
Even our own bodies but that's a hard pill to swallow
How come dirty swamp water is always so shallow?
How come the ground that lies beneath us is hollow?
It's like all this was pre-planned
Like it goes together hand in hand
Cuz there's no beach without sand
There's no woman without man
Just like the highest mountains of glory
The higher you get there's no worry
It's just where you know you got shelter like out of the rain when it's pouring
And no this never gets boring it doesn't end when you're snoring
It keeps going on and on forever like if it was the Book and the Movie yep It's The Never Ending Story.

How come the Sun is bright orange like a fire like when it first ignites?
How come the night sky looks like smoke cuz of the black and white?
How come day time looks like the tip of a flame when it's blue and white?
How come the colors of the rainbow look like all these at once?
I mean who's in charge of the months? Who's doing these stunts?
Who made everything be what it is without it changing once?
Who thought of these things, before they were there
Who could have made it so perfect that we can't help but stare?
Who didn't try to hide it but wanted to share?
Why would they care? How much can you bare?
Don't even try to deny it cuz you know that it's there
You know that it's rare
You know that there isn't anything else like it and that nothing compares

God is all that matters so then there's Matter
There's something holding everything together so that it doesn't shatter
You think that's wrong? How come nobody shot you today making your blood splatter?
You think that was you? Or was it something bigger than that?
Does that make you feel blue? Or are you happy with that?
Can you see through what everything around you shows you?
Can you see the Truth, instead of all the lies that don't even know you
Would you still be you? If things were different and nothing could see you
How could you come through? Unless something amazing was happening to you
Could this be a school? As hard as it is to believe cuz it's True