Look Up

The moon is a sickle cell
It'll kill you in time

for you

a friend once told me
we have many paths in this journey
they act in different directions
so when you question dont be worried
its not a wrong one
beauty can be found in all of them
you meet people whos paths intersect
but you dont know how long you'll walk with them
b/c the truth is, its so hard, but you'll never know
how long we'll continue w/ out loved ones done this rugged road
the path veers and its clear we must steer alone
i've learned if you cant hold on to that moment
let it go
b/c freedom is god
freedom is acknowledging the mask you have on
and possesing the strength to take it off
freedom is accepting every step of the path
and when its hard having faith the ability to embrace that
thats where you are and this is it
the same shit we work for but do against in the same sense
my friend hit me hard, w/ the truth unraveled
she said "the brighter the light, the darker the shadow"
and since im on cliche terms, knowings half the battle
but i dont know
so i just go with whats destined
life can be a burden or a blessing
the choice is yours to be connected
its there if you want it, you got it, now let it

i feel like i have nothing to give right now
this is my trial, tribulations and it must go down
but wheres the up?
im stuck with a broken smile
not jokin now, wanting to grab a swish and smoke it out
but the moment of man, choosing what path he'll go down
do i give in? give up? or get out and live now?
with a split gut, pick myself up and swing my style
this is the only thing that can hold my ground
your born into this world alone, alones how you'll go out
all i have is myself and everyone else i doubt
only trust yourself and depend on the help of the pound
inside of the chest w/ the breath that is now
no sunshine when shes gone
i can only see clouds
no friends can hold me down, the spirits testing me now
although i can withstand this world
its so fucked up and foul
flood of emotions, like im being held down to drown
hell's right around the corner but only you can turn it around
you always have a choice
no matter the situation your not bound
to nothing, no one, your chosen for this job
this is life, no escape when its hard
just know that it passes but you'll collect scars
they never go away but they make you who you are
this is a beautiful struggle, i share it in songs
i cant control this, remember: the moment beyond us

hold your head up, theres a light in the sky
i know your fed up but you must try and survive
each moments precious dont let life pass you by
keep focused keep your eyes on the prize

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tonight i feel like im swimming. sometimes i can't help but get sad. i start thinking about things and they always drag me down... all i want for anyone is good fortune. i think of too many people - ayla, josh, karl, jaylen, jimmie, coyne, ... if i could say one thing, it would be i love you. if i could say two, it would be i still care.

look up into the moon and breath in that northwest air. make sure you embrace the rain because i'll never see you again.

it's been a long time

to whom it may concern -
i know what it means to be alive.
because I've accepted the fact I'm just going to die.
so i live
day by day,
and with all of my heart.
every second and sight, i feel is more than to the others
every single person, are my sisters and brothers.
now I'm 22
yes, I'm ready to die
only because I've just started to live.
so now I no longer cry.
because life's everything you make it
and that's why i strive
to someday die
knowing i did everything in my power and passion
knowing i tried.

none.

sick and sad again
is it too much to ask the rain to end?
tired and lonely again
sometimes id like to stand on my own two feet
im so tired of lying in bed at night
wide awake with eyes wide open
feeling like theyre sown shut
there has got to be more to this than i see and feel
there has got to be more to whats dragging me down
if i could just figure out where it is im supposed to be
or where it is i want to be
maybe then i could get a good nights sleep
maybe then i could see

nothings like being held

its funny...
i've never felt so alone
but somehow
im fine with it
in fact, its perfect
absolutely perfect.

i have come to terms

all is new

green trees, wet streets
lonesome trains and neighborhood cats
no cactus, dirt, no rocks
no prick scottsdale cops
no house here looks the same
all is new
to the cold nights with raging wind
to the people on the streets who treated me like kin
to the cold bench on the waterfront
and the boats that go in and out
i love it all
because all is new