You wanna walk with me
Through valleys
And forests and deserts
and hell at sunset
Feet achin’ ****** swollen
Stairways don’t have anything on us
That loosely linked ladder that leads to heaven
Rungs that won’t catch or stop the swelling
Can’t prevent these hands from grippin the firmament
I’ll plant my roots so deep I **** up the foundation
So those gates better open
Because being a good person stopped
The moment you stopped caring
We need more than a miracle ************
We need the end all be all moment of clarity
Where we finally understand that we can be held accountable for the
decisions we make
Phones aren’t filters
Cameras aren’t just methods of documentation
Reasons to hide than fight
You’re not ready to buckle by the realization of purpose
Not ready to save a life
Not even your own
So don’t act like nothing is your fault
Because
Everything is your fault
Including this poem
Dec 23, 2010
Dec 23, 2010 at 12:40 PM UTC
You wanna walk with me
Through valleys
And forests and deserts
and hell at sunset
Feet achin’ ****** swollen
Stairways don’t have anything on us
That loosely linked ladder that leads to heaven
Rungs that won’t catch or stop the swelling
Can’t prevent these hands from grippin the firmament
I’ll plant my roots so deep I **** up the foundation
So those gates better open
Because being a good person stopped
The moment you stopped caring
We need more than a miracle ************
We need the end all be all moment of clarity
Where we finally understand that we can be held accountable for the
decisions we make
Phones aren’t filters
Cameras aren’t just methods of documentation
Reasons to hide than fight
You’re not ready to buckle by the realization of purpose
Not ready to save a life
Not even your own
So don’t act like nothing is your fault
Because
Everything is your fault
Including this poem
