The joy and comfort brings a feather bed below me,
Only the demention of the trust conceals the poisoned barbs 
hidden within. 
True to the past experiences has my mind grown,
Making me ever more prepared and ever more in danger,
of losing the thing I value most.
And only in vast infinate expanses of time can the barbs be 
done away with,
And only with help of ultimate forces that pull back the 
sheets woven with dishonesty and make the process complete,
The seed has been planted deep and furtivly,
Embeded in fertil soil and flourished with the waters of love 
and the sunlight of revealing.
The seed breaks its shell and its roots go deep,
deep into the vast expanses of the earth and forever upward 
towads the place of judgement.

                   FrizzleFry -Havok