what's up fam sorry i kind of been out for a while but still writing. you have to excuse this one it was off the top my emotion but i hope you feel it the same.
-whatever you call it-
I die slow but live quick
I move closer to my goal
but the ground is too thick
of challenges...
challengers...
that challenge my purpose in life.
****- I must admit that this was one of my roughest night
as I tried to survive...the...mental lashing...
emotional thrashing...
and low-down right dirty
bad mouthing and thrashing.
Why against me?
Did I hurt every single societal emotion
or did societies' emotion just decide to f__k with me.
Why must this pain be stuck to me
and influence the way I see you...
I look at you...
I feel your presence differently now
so will this survive
although silence captures me
your love can fulfill the rapture of we
or did we let it go?
I die slow but live quick
I move closer to my goal
but the ground is too thick
of challenges...
challengers
that challenge my purpose in life.
My black sista with scars, tears, and strife that always has a problem with the black man
because we are all dogs?
or did you really dog yourself??
1 is not always wrong
2 can also help
as you walk blindly into a situation
head first...
head strong...
but dead wrong...
cuz you think you heard what you really heard.
Now you die slow and live quick
you move closer to your goals
now the ground is too thick for you
because you didn't check your feet
and now you are up in s__t
because you problemed a fix...
thinking that you could fix a problem.
a situation that was straight
and now mixed...
chased...
intoxicated no longer pure
something respected...
But this pain is stuck to me
and I'm influenced when I see you...
watch you...
I look at you...
I no longer feel you.
I hope you enjoyed the piece.
quest ( ache el )
-whatever you call it-
I die slow but live quick
I move closer to my goal
but the ground is too thick
of challenges...
challengers...
that challenge my purpose in life.
****- I must admit that this was one of my roughest night
as I tried to survive...the...mental lashing...
emotional thrashing...
and low-down right dirty
bad mouthing and thrashing.
Why against me?
Did I hurt every single societal emotion
or did societies' emotion just decide to f__k with me.
Why must this pain be stuck to me
and influence the way I see you...
I look at you...
I feel your presence differently now
so will this survive
although silence captures me
your love can fulfill the rapture of we
or did we let it go?
I die slow but live quick
I move closer to my goal
but the ground is too thick
of challenges...
challengers
that challenge my purpose in life.
My black sista with scars, tears, and strife that always has a problem with the black man
because we are all dogs?
or did you really dog yourself??
1 is not always wrong
2 can also help
as you walk blindly into a situation
head first...
head strong...
but dead wrong...
cuz you think you heard what you really heard.
Now you die slow and live quick
you move closer to your goals
now the ground is too thick for you
because you didn't check your feet
and now you are up in s__t
because you problemed a fix...
thinking that you could fix a problem.
a situation that was straight
and now mixed...
chased...
intoxicated no longer pure
something respected...
But this pain is stuck to me
and I'm influenced when I see you...
watch you...
I look at you...
I no longer feel you.
I hope you enjoyed the piece.
quest ( ache el )