I done been to hell and back and I've politiced with the devil,
I've seen angels come and go- My thoughts would make demons tremble.
They say my writing is a symbol- That this is my crie for help.
But how can I cry for help when my emotions aren't felt.
I can't feel love and I don't know what fear is,
My body's numb, I can't feel hugs- And I'm unsure of where "here" is.
But they say I'm in a "place"- Cuz I'm lost with no direction,
It's just a phase my parents say- But Life fucced me with no protection.
I'm unsure of the selection process- Or how I got chose for this,
But I guarantee that the world will feel me- And see how I arose from this.
They'll see how a rose grows from this- I was a seed planted in concrete,
And from the cracks came a poet- My brother cleared the path for my feet.
One life sacrificed- So that I could get my chance to grow,
I may not know the facts of life- And I'm unsure of where Angels go.
But I gotta let my anger go- Even though I feel betrayed by life,
I can look at it as me losing myself- Or view it as him saving my life.
The controversy made me stronger- The pain I felt molded me,
The love I missed out on froze my heart- The devil was the one holding me.
Leading me into the darkness- Hence all the dirt that I've done,
My Life has been a compelling story- Just look at some of the battles I won.
Depression once held me and pulled me into the deep end,
My whole Life I've had a half soul and at one point no shoes to put my feet in.
I've been homeless and hungry- Stereotyped and outcast,
I've seen my parents run an at-home-pharmacy- Clientele in out the house fast.
Yet, I've been able to out last- Even though the odds were stacked against me,
A million to one were my chances at survival- Now I'm just trying to make history.
'Cuz if you ask most people they'd tell you- "In my eyes he's already made it."
Because chances are, most other people- The would have already faded.
But my legacy continues- No matter what I do from here on out,
Amongst those that know the real me, I'll always be on top....
But I've got a story to tell....And it's time for the world to hear me out
Just discovered you through thapoeticsons's files. this was the first one of yours I read. loving your power you put behind your words. that combined with your realness and skill creates an amazing peice of work. keep writing.
brandon