Aching Secrets

This world with its hurt and sheltering demise
I wonder how will I continue
How many will smell the scent of untouched flesh
Who will come to the rescue of the un-penetration lems
I can only image my secrets patience
My mind continues to make such thoughts of torn endeavors
And yet my secret has been patient
It doesn’t desire the old entries
It does not want the past to reoccur again
The secret wants a fresh new incoming
But the exception is of a companion kepted sort
Even that must remain in the past category
So I wait for now on nothing but a fresh new conqueror
My mind wonders continuously
But my secret says I must wait just a tad bit longer
The reward of a patient is the reward of a new
A new new
A new in a way that comes with the power that is wished dearly
So I take it that my secrets rules when my mind is weak
I can go on with out the stupidness of the unless
When my mind just wanted it
My secret said at what cost 
So now its my secrets year to speak
It my secrets turn to say yes or no
Time to separate the conquerors from the pretenders
And the seasonal from the always
So now who will be the chosen one
Who will give my secret its just rewards
Who…