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No questions less fear
No lost no care
Can't relate, nor share
Be it here or there
Seems the same all fair
Why must it be unclear
Fear it now fear it near
Time will come, it shall declare
The truth of the matter &where
Fear should come in from there
Give it to and take it as a pair
Accumulated thoughts are rare
To think lost won't breath your air
Must be a fool upon your heir
Wet drops of questions in a form of a tear
Could this be you my dear fear
Why? What? When? And? Where?
Visible as a piece of sheer
Forgot no super being lived here
But open your eyes, and open your ear
Listen to what the world is trying to tell you when it's telling you what you need to hear
Are you fearless? Or just fearful of the truth? The more questions I ask the more fear I instill in myself,but fear has also came from lost. If you have never lost you haven't really questioned.
I can't remember much before a certain age,
So I can't really talk about the true start
But would my memory be so faint when my body and soul part
Before the bottle feeding and the tears for no reasoning
What came before my time the season being
Be it winter summer spring or fall
Was I here before or was I nothing at all
Was I a creature of the sea a bird of the sky
Will I reincarnate into something more beautiful once I die?
Will it be it! Will it be all!
Will it be truth to the heavens and gates that stand tall?
Does it scare you? Or does it make you dream?
Tell me the truth it's not like the world isn't already obscene
Would it be like a dream you drifting away
When would you realize you're gone as time escape
Does forever really sound that good
Or does never just sounds that bad
Think about it, the choice's pretty tricky if you're asked
Weigh it out, **** it all ******* stink
LIFE, DEATH, living, dying it all ***** once you think
Live for the right now cause what you know is you know nothing.
I bop my head to these rap lyrics as I reminisce on the hard times
How I came a long way and now the world has become mine
How I can relate so much to these harsh narratives and struggles
The things I kept secret and too ashame to share with others
See to you my son you don’t see the relation
I made sure these lyrics in these verses, and you had no relation
It took sometime but by the time you noticed much was fixed
With much trial and error I filled what was left in life's dent
The dent that the absence and neglect my past had made so obvious
I stopped making excuses and worked on the woman I started to be
These lyrics I hear as I see you grin in a way as if it is not possible
When the first of the month helped my mother overcome some of life's obstacles
It’s just your brother and you lucky two
It was my two brothers and sister before twenty two
Hard times came more than happier times but we made do with what we had
Holidays seem short because they all ended quite bad
Birthdays I can only remember a few
But I hope these words have no correlation with your life whenever you listen to a tone
When I was young no one said stop this aint for teens
It was fun then when it was in
But not when you want out
And the behavior is no longer funny
Hot then, Not now,
Cool then, Mild sound
Heart beat pounds now
No where to turn now
But stop wait you got this
Its 14 days you ain't miss
You didn't miss the alarm
'Cause you didn't oversleep
Snores so loud cause liquor got you deep
Sunday dinners now prep and ready
Minds a bit clear, steps are steady
Meds are working, it has no counter part
I think this is the beginning, where you start
Water has flushed you well
Your organs have seemed to meet their bail
I didn't know then what I know now
But if you told me then I still would probably frown
Would probably not listen nor put my liquor, shot, or chaser down
There's a reason the limit is 21 and not 18
Here's to starting when I did
and finishing when I do
Mostly to day 14
Started young finished old.
Hello Week One,
I am here to tell you I am not the weak one
Seven days straight temptation and urges
And I have yet to drink one
My mind is clear
Sobriety somehow has its fun
I can't pretend we didn't have it up when we had our little run
I'm not saying farewell, but you were hurting me more than I was hurting you
I didn't see it, but my body told me abruptly what you clearly came to do
At first, I just used as a way to feel good,
Then a way to stay away
Then I used you to be lazy
And often you became an excuse for me everyday
You never talked back
but when I had you I talked so much
You made me brave and in a way, you made me not give a ****
An imaginary friend that don't even talk back
but you know that you have
What's crazy is you're something of substance
and something I can grab
And maybe that's what made it easier
How available I made you to myself
But no one knew the harm I put me through
Cause I don't listen to no one else
It's amazing what facts will change
How you play rush and roulette with your life
like some sort of game
But baby I am sorry I can't take that last shot
Cause in reality I have only one life to life
And this is the only one I got
Sober for a year now. Drinking hadn't really been an issue, but it served no purpose. I misused it so I dismissed it totally.
Do you not think about it the thing we fear the most
Same way we will all end and have a string around our toe
Or is it just me wondering about something I really can not help
Something so honest but so hurtful to accept
Did it ever cross your mind
How soothing religion is to believe
Yet everyone still has that fear at the end,
because life isn't at all what it seems
You can only speak now
What you feel and what you know
But how certain are you of the place you end up when it's really time to go
They say give it to God and I did
And he gave the thoughts back
If hell wasn't such the curse
Would our good deeds still be an act
If you knew there was nothing at the end
Would you share that and instill fear
Or would you put your loved one's heart and mind at peace,
if you told them what they wanted to hear
In no way am I saying there is no super being
There's a whole wide world
So, God isn't what I'm questioning
What if we're supposed to just feel the right now
And feel all the moments
Just to say it has happened
Is that what the Lord only wanted
Life is a celebration
The poor suffer through, and the rich take a toast
But how can you be obsessed with something you fear the most?

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