You learned your fate by collapsing on the floor. The doctors told you the news that you were heading for war. Just like a solider you marched to the front lines, enduring years of hell and not a once did I hear you whine.
You fought for every breath knowing you could not win. You fought for your life knowing something great was within. You fought for your family for they needed you still. You fought for your existence for nothing could break your will.
Your fight ended along with your life. Leaving your kids as well as your wife. Through your battle I was forced to grow. Learning that everything in life has to let go.
Feet at the edge I imagine the fall Air flowing through my hair Body weightless and out of control will it hurt when my bones break? will my soul have a chance to escape? feet at the edge I imagine this all
I can't stop thinking about her complexion, or the way she conveys her loving affection. She makes me laugh when I need it most and clears my head from that haunting ghost. Every time I hear her name my heart turns to a sudden flame. She is the reason I constantly smile and no longer need to hide in denial. She makes me want to be my best, this feeling I have can not be expressed. Waking up to her is all I need, for every second is satisfaction guaranteed
I miss that smell. The one you wore the first day I met you and every single one that followed.
The smell that contains all of our memories. A hint of our first kiss a dash of our sleepless nights and a burst of our love.
The smell that filled my body and paralyzed me into the moment. The one that forced me to let go of everything and appreciate something simple. I miss that smell.
I struggle with my existence The meaning The purpose The reason The entirety of whatever it truly is
I struggle with the unknown The why am I here? The what does it all mean? The where will I eventually go? and all the questions that don't have answers
I struggle with the lack of clarity The blindfolded walking The voice I can only hear and the life I can only know.
I want to unlearn all the rules I know. Like money in the bank equals happiness, or getting married and having kids is a necessity in life. I never want to watch an advertisement again that tells me the way I am isn't okay. I never want to be sold on whats right because I never want to forget all the wrong. I want to go from country to country knowing that the people and land are apart of my own. I want to leave this place the same way I came in. Without guidelines or rules to tell me whats next.
Born into generation you're ****** Left an entire world to reconstruct A place where image is more important then the big picture Pyramid scheme the rich getting richer If the concept of love should appear Inspiration will need to replace fear
Born into generation you're ****** Left an entire world to reconstruct A place where image is more important then the big picture Pyramid scheme the rich getting richer If the concept of love should appear Inspiration will need to replace fear