Tag: grief
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Tryin
I’ve been tryin to evolve while trying to heal. Wade in the pain and swim in the love I feel. The ambivalence of everything makes me feel naive.I really been tryin to forgive while trying to grieve. Feels like I’ve been searching forever, for God knows what…While tryin to let go, so my heart doesn’t…
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Good Run
Never thought we be done but looking back we had a hell of a run. We followed our hearts and chased things in life that made it fun. Experienced many firsts together that I know I learned from. Together we raised a beautiful daughter and a handsome son. Thoughts never occurred that there could be…
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Gone Too Soon
Sometimes, I talk to myself even when I know I’m not listenin.Catch the feeling of smilin but nobody sees it glistenin. Dad’s been gone for decades and to this day I’m still missin him. My boy didn’t make it to 40 and still ain’t over being pissed at him. My brotha fought to win but…
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Beginning at the End
Being forced to begin again at the end.When I was motivated by good intentions. Depression wanted so bad to be a friend. The tension grew like a fungal infection. Felt naked without the egos protection. Self-imposed seclusion I allowed addiction. Mask and numb it all, that was the mission
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Breaking Cycles
Breakin these cycles, I’m finally fuckin free. I’m not as spiteful as the man I used be. Way more insightful a year after I chose me. I deconstructed the pillars of toxicityand beat my addiction to being the accessory.
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Best For You
I wished it wasn’t the truth. But I’m not what’s best for you. There are things I could not do. Or couldn’t figure out how to. It’d be crazy for me to continue. I only want what’s best for you.
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This Me
With this me you’re gonna get,A better me, free of a sillouette,It used to be tied to regrets. Livin with this pain I won’t forget.
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Meet Me In the Middle
We could’ve closed the gap, ate up the distance that’s grown between us,Supporting each other without expectations should’ve been what kept “us”,Wanting success for each other more than success for ourselves should’ve been “us”.
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Sister
I wasn’t supposed to be here, my parents only wanted two.So here I am, bittersweet about the sister I never knew.It’s a backwards pulse of life, a child dying before you do.I’m proud of my parents, must’ve been difficult to push through.My eldest sister began to look after me, she was seven, I was…
Beginning at the End 