I've got my confidence back
I really needed that
But I won't let this momentum go to waste
I'll keep a pace
It won't even be a race
I'll reset and start over again
Happily repairing what's broken
In the dark, but the light is on its way.
Sun is resting but these stars light my way home
I'm a make it on my own
I'm happy to say I'm a make it
Jamming to peep singing save that ****
But I'm not about to quit
About to be
"NORMAL"
For a bit

Feels like fighting more than that temptation. Ruins every good relation. It's like throwing hands with the world! Not only that, fighting back the urge to hurl. Wanting to fight everything but wanting to feel nothing. Something to get rid of this panic. Doesn't help with this global pandemic. I'll refuse you to fall apart on me, I'll try to get you back on your feet. You've got a family. We can be each others crutch, I know it isn't much. But it beats falling back into old habits. When you were in jail feeling like you're off this planet. The bad issues piled up and pain really demanded it. Honestly, I wish I could do more than being mental help. Wish I can take the storm so you can have some better health. It was you that can look at me without a judgment. It was you who saw a reflection through my eyes. Both faced a little bit of the worse and dealt with too many goodbyes. I promise homie I'll have your back. I wouldn't want you to fall off track.

Call me a rug because I'm one the ground getting walked on and I'm lying. Did me ***** and no one's prying.  I want to feel okay, but I'm cold and need to get away. Had a perfect job but I lost it all. Jobless, homeless, but atleast I've got passed due bills to top it off. ****** to have to hear everyone's problems before they have the conscious to worry about mine. But no need to worry I've got thinking time. Why give advice, when they tell me the same issue the next hour or day later. I get firm and informed a redirection and I'm a hater. Before I know it that's another conflict now I need my own saver. But instead I speak truth to a paper.

Impossible to glance at a brighter side. I don't even have a flashlight. Depression has the higher ground, I get up just to fall back down. Tear drops form, but turns into ice. Wished I wasn't so ******* nice. Always fighting for others but no other fights for me. As it seems I've got no where else to be. The mockery in my head has me ashamed of myself. Can't even beg or plead for help. A storm hits me, that rainbow left before I can see the beauty. Nothings ever fair, but **** why does this always hit me especially from out of no where. They say strong people do well from hell. But I'm in hell not burning unless I'm freezer burnt. **** being a good guy is the lesson I learnt. Being homeless taught me forgiveness. Being left in the dark taught me to illuminate someone's patch. Just wished I had that comfort right back.

She isn't about to agree, he doesn't even let her think freely. Another favor to the pile. She don't plan to stay for a while. The disrespect, she is close to leave but she never left. Her rant built up tension. Another dramatic behavior, she wants to leave but never commits maybe hopefully sometime later. Ever hear the fear in one's voice, you want to pull up and make someone a victim and not give them a choice? That's me every second I hear about that *****. Bet if I gave him a taste of his own he'll be the snitch. Might as well give him a stitch. Her rant gave me a wish. He loves to disagree, victimized himself so she couldn't agree. Her rant woke me, now I'm hoping to catch him free. On the street, behind the darkness so these fist can meet. Hands on to put his words to a silence. My thoughts held in defiance. With out official warnings because he lost his safety a while ago. Ask his baby mama because he's the one being a ***. Her rant got me ready to be a bad guy in his story. Once upon a time, the end! lights out in a hurry.