Past the Point

Almost to the point where in the past I've given up, but this time =

something keeps on telling me I've got to go on, so now I will try to =

get the lead out of my blood and lose the paralyzing lies, that shower =

from above. I must strengthen my constitution, I must gather my resolve, =

I've got to muster every ounce of my resistance. Self inflicted doom has =

left me open and exposed, to every sickness, every fallacy that's going =

around, I will not succumb to the belief that others hold that there is =

no defense against infection, as I've been told. We're tolerant to the =

wrongs, dealt out with regularity, our toxic level is drawn from sheer =

lack of humanity.