A turn for the Best?

Day In, Day Out...

I see the the most beautiful things this life can offer
I see its ugly side just as well.
Everyday is suppose to be a Day of living in the moments that were given to us to mold in shape our characters, build them into landmarks, great examples to our generation and be able to pass down our ways to upcoming generations.

I live to be the Hero of our Future. I write things to help the young ones see the positives of life...I reached the point in my road where The positives are either on somebody else's path or to far ahead for me to see...I stop.
I want to give up and I don't...A split in my decision making.
Just as the split or crack in my heart was created awhile back tried to be healed but reopens from time to time....
Yes a girl Had apart in this.....But she didn't make the wound by herself....It began way before her....Parents 1st, then school, students in school being jerks, and then the women I've come across...Just people in General tore my heart more than anything...

So my hurt has been holed up placed in a solitary confinement....
Thrown into a small room inside me.
The more pain I feel or hurt I throw it in the room with the other crap...
Piling and Piling And Piling...
Until the door flys off its hinges and lets the monsters of hurt loose
Its almost like a gas, a combined Gas of Anger and Depression
Mixing as it enters My soul
Creating an explosive chemical reaction
Scaring the people around and making them want to take cover
The controllable has know become uncontrollable
Its a riot happening inside here
The lights that were in there are blowing out or being busted by the deadly gas
This is No Joke
No Hahas' Lols' maybe some OmGs'
The Gas melts away the inhibitors
Kidnaps the Good Conscience
Takes the joy and burns it alive
Takes Away the Idea Of wanting to be the hero in replacing it with the Idea of Being the Villain
Make Room For the BAd GuY
A Turn for the Best?