I have lost a love in my life.
My bestfriend, my sunrise.
A little over a year now, I have been without.
Taking stride day after day,
Missing this soul of pride.
He was the one I looked forward to seeing,
Every single day and night.
I miss his smile, and the way I used to hold him tight.
Snuggling closely, even when it was a warmer night.
At this moment I rethink on all the times we'd spent,
Just curled up in a ball of love and endless comfort-ment.
And at this moment I cant stop but think of my regrets.
Like leaving him and not finding time to go and see my friend.
The many times I lay awake and thought of his sweet scent,
And how he must have missed me dearly because of how I left.
I remember once when leaving how i had so promised him,
I'd come back soon and take him with never leave again.
But, with my "luck" and my regretful, ugly, stubbornness,
The last time that I saw you, I was scolded and told to hold my sis'.
With every tear I swear I wanted you more than her bliss,
I know importance now, because you were always my bestfriend.
I never thought a life like yours could be taken so swift.
I never thought my future plans for us would end so quick.
I imagined spending life with you forever with no glitch.
But now I know I should have made the efforts you so missed.
My stubborn self couldnt even visit,
and now your missed.
My deepest sorrow is the thoughts of how I left and missed,
The happy moments that we could have shared and you wanted.
The way you must have felt jusr waiting to see me again.
An agony of pain, awaiting just one more kiss.

And then a day came when I got that call of twist.
The one I loved so much had lost his soul and miss.
The lonely days without me, had finally come to an end.
The life I raised from young, had cared for, and had promised.

To this day, my biggest regret in life, is not taking you with.

Lately, my days have been fading.
To see a brightness from any sun or star would make my life the greatest.
I've felt a little more sore with each storm,
It changes,
The ways I see and feel about my own self daily.
I carry with me, a seed of darkness.
But whether I plant this seed or throw it over my shoulder, I can't decide lately.
The soreness from within me,
Has taken a deep tole within relations.
The ones I love around me,
Can't seem to make the pain end.
I sorely wake each morn' with more hate then happiness.
Trapped within a box,
Of lonely daydreams and no patience.
All that I own surrounding me, making me anxious.
When will this sorely storm exceed what I am made of?
I tell myself each day that hope will soon be reignious.
Yet every day I wake,
I'm starving for some changes.
This sorely walk of life has ceized all meditation.

**** I love bein hated,
Havin strangers believein rumors that fear has created.
I been told I'm a demon that Satin rejected,
I seem to be evil, I speak truth to the people and only sinners except it.
**** the perception my demeanor gives to stuck  up people with riches.
I'm proudly pour and dreamin of potent drinks on foreign beaches.
Next to my love giving stolen money the ones who need it.
I'm considered conceded cuz I want to be left to live without bothersome police and ****.
I belive the only laws needed are simple and don't need repeated.
The government has long past there leashes.
Over stepped the bounds of what originally freed us.
Now greedy people lead us for there benefits.
No leader in the US cares about the little people working to keep us relevant in the world
I hope every person on planet earth thinks I'm a anarchist, a cult leader and a criminal that is here to hurt us.
Cuz truthfully I'm here to end the world's governments. So everyone can figure out what peace is in the purest form of how individuals see it!!

I can't help but feel as though I've lost you
And deep inside I know this all will pull through!
The way we were, I miss it all too much to,
Ever leave you!
I miss your smile, the ways you would hold onto,
Meeeee, and breathe so peacefully!
We used to laugh, and hold on to the love, cuz,
We knew the pain was bad, I knew we'd make it past!
I tried so desperately for you to see me, your brain is moving fast, ohhh
I asked, to relax, but all you saw was future plans,
I sat there very still, and right in front of you!
Why can't you see that all we really need,
Is our own company and one on one conformity!
Just take it slow with me,
Stop thinking 'bout all that we need!

I need your patience and I need you to see more of me, not just what you've been seein, or wanting me to be and,
I can not see you, all there ever is, is anger held up,
I miss the way we came up, the way we used to talk about us, ohhh
Nowadays, I look into into your eyes and see, a roadblock keeping me from reaching out and being sweet!
Why can't you see, all that I've been tryna bring us? Some peace and ease, to bring us back to something better!

Painted pictures, written scriptures,
Obsolete fixtures creating life long conniptions.
The way we role, the way we stroll,
Metaphorical visions of who want what.
Beginning to end, the end is my friend
Beginning again, until we descend.
Far away from those close to the road of destruction,
Completing vows which had begun all corruption,
We're starting over now a whole new rebellion,
Far from the crossing roads of all jurisdiction.
The time of night, the time of day.
The time of day will fade away.
Leaving metaphysical glory of assumption.

What is the purpose of your promises, your honesty's, your Modesty's, the commodities your tryna be but lackin see?
I cannot go on tryna paint this picture colorful when all you ever wanna do is wipe the colors clear from view.
My pain is painless when I see you stand in front of me a know it all ****** wannabe with nothing good to share for free.
This time is over now you've had your chance but just relapsed to someone that your tryna be your tryna push your limits now.
We cannot help you with the ******* lies you tryna pull you lost the best of help you could have gotten now your such a fool.
The punk you've turned into is not the comical amuse that I've been trying to pull through to, you've made your actions speak the truth, I'm glad to see the real **** you.

There is no telling.
No confirmation code.
Not a single brightened day.
When I can feel what's coming,
Or won't be, and know that I'll be okay.
I can feel the stabs, of life's great jabs,
Pushing me on my way.
But I can never seem to feel the snare,
Which pulls me all **** day.
There is no telling,
Of what tomorrow's hell brings,
And I can't keep living this way.
I know tomorrow's a new day
They say to get my rest,
But rest will have to come,
Some other day.