words2life
Will I ever love again?
I wasn’t a fan of this song upon initial release. It grew on me. But now I FEEL it. (nvm the fact it’s supposedly about his mother. For we constantly reinterpret lyrics when they match our mindstate and situations).
So again
goodbye my friend. Will I ever love again?
The comfort you gave me put me right to sleep
As an insomniac, it can’t much more deep
Your head by my chest or yours on mine
the moments so perfect.
I could just die.
We never needed nothin but each other
With every passing day growing closer and hoping for another
Chance
To see your face. Hold your hands
Feel your embrace. Slow dance.
I like to believe what we shared was not for nothin
Even if between us now. WE have nothin
Perhaps the future will bring US better days
Maybe you’re my prize at the center of life’s maze…
But one day… One day… I’ll be free… One day…
Longing for that smile that make a nigga flip wild…
One day I’ll find happiness.
Continue reading “Let the sunshine in”
I wish when I read your words they were about me… But it’s NEVER been about me. EVER. I didn’t get that till recently…but what am I to do? To think? I want to matter. But when’s the last time I did? When’s the last time anything I did meant something? All these gestures. And carefully thought out moves. And gifts from my heart. For what? For nothing. Always for nothing. Cuz coming from me what value does it have? That’s the problem. I thought I still mattered. I thought I could still make a difference in your life….
Sometimes I wanna believe in god.
Wanna look to the heavens for guidance.
Praise his name when I get the glory.
Give him gratitude for my blessings.
But what about my misfortune.
What about my pain.
What about my struggle.
Where is MY LOVE?
Things could always be worse.
I always have just enough.
But where’s the stepping stone?
Dividends for hard work?
Never gives you something that you can’t handle.
I’ve held this burden since childhood when do I earn this weight being lifted off my shoulders.
It’s hard to believe what you can’t see it’s even harder to believe when the ways of the devil have been more of a friend than an enemy.
All praise god; have faith in the amazingest
But prays unanswered is why we become atheist
I’m supposed to keep faith when the hour’s the darkest?
It’d be a breeze if I knew where the light is
Believing till the end in an unfulfilling life just to make it on the team
Fuck that. I’ll make a pact with satan if it means I life on top
live live on my knees? Or live life in the breeze?
They say you can’t have it all
So some angels must fall
I’ll volunteer for that call
So long as I get to live in excess cuz you never can have too much
I guess my life’s dilemma can be answered so simply
But the means to that end? Well it’s quite impossible.
The eternal internal struggle continues.
3 sides to the story
Faith on the outside. While the devil’s within me
I’m just stuck in a waiting game..
Well not so much a waiting game as 1) praying to the gods & earth for a miracle 2) waiting for hell to freeze over. 3) trying to force you to understand and accept something when frankly, you don’t have to do either. So that’s where I’m at. Them? Well, none of em are HERE so what does that tell you?
**the picture because it’s funny to me. Not because I’m a sad sack (at least not at the moment).
This is EXACTLY what I do. I thought about being more structured and formal. BUT I was advised by Jerome Dickens and Meka to do what I feel. And if one day I happen to feel structure and formality that’s fine. But I don’t have to move in that direction if it’s not where I want/need to be. because I am my own voice and style. Thanks. I do PROMISE you all I wanna be better and I am searching within myself to bring out better writing. I’m capable. I just enjoy the free spirited stop and go since I had never wrote like this before. More sophistication is what I want though.
*the title of this is so corny
I’ll give it all up for you. Everything. At anytime. For you.
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