No matter how much I try

I may try by all means to deny the fire inside me, but one thing is for sure,

I will not be able to hide it any longer.

I may try even to afford to replace it with other passions but deep down my empty heart,

 I know I can't survive without it.

Even if I try to block the images going around in my head, I will never be able to stop my subconscious mind from making them re-appear in my dreams.

For we know, my creator and I, that without it, my life would be of no use. Of no purpose.

Just a taste of it, is all I need to go on and rise my head up among the masses.

It is a form of healing, one that's being there since the beginning of Man. 

Because of it's importance in my life, I pray every day that I may never lose or waste it to deeds that suit the underworld.

 Deeds that ruin lives and my self-dignity.

I have come too far to deny it now. 

Helping me throught the many struggles I have rebelled against,

Compelling me to break free and seek truth and love.

I feel like I'm a prisoner. 

A prisoner of own my emotions, my actions and thoughts that are ruled by this art.

 I will still maintain tomorrow; I may try to separate myself from it, but it will follw me wherever I go.

No Matter how much or how hard I try. 

WHERE WORDS FAIL....MUSIC SPEAKS

It will always remind me that I need just a taste.

And my voice will ache to create more of it.