i found you,
actually you found me
wounded on one knee
singing the hook of live free,
you make fun of my hair
i loved your passing trains
stories about your loved ones
i still do
i always will
here we are
still telling stories
Writing, Ideas, & Stories
i found you,
actually you found me
wounded on one knee
singing the hook of live free,
you make fun of my hair
i loved your passing trains
stories about your loved ones
i still do
i always will
here we are
still telling stories
i didn’t believe
so you left,
your dreams were to big
for my eyes
floating to a planet
that i didn’t know existed,
i see you on tv from time to time
talking about your rhymes in your prime
how you dropped bedtime for a dime,
i remember those times,
you’d like me more now
you’re a beast out in tao
never needed any vow
just someone to do it all with
you came to early
eyes still pearly
walkin’ to 7-11 for a slurpee
not giving a shit
it’s the end of that skit
it’s only over
when you’ve given up
making the minutes count
all the love we can amount
all the great things we can see
all the great things we can be
i’ll be here tomorrow
called to make sure
you were okay
said all the things
that were built up
that none of this matters
just as long
as we had each other,
the conversation felt great,
just wish i had the courage
to dial the numbers
i can hear your heartbeat
roars like an engine
your joy revs up
louder then fans on opening night
louder then the game from the television,
you look good, happy
sweet defeat
the seals on my lips
taken the identity
we crafted in trusted hands
i release, you.
on record going the extra foot
rolling in those exclusive feats
to run empty on bare feet
running a wild rampage
a breath on weary feet
it’s okay,
to let another
finish this bloody lap
i never wanted this
but here we are
dealing and wheeling
down the highway
going seventy
with a broken mirror
tears in our eyes
a brick for a brake
glue on the wheel
a dollar for safety
sobered up;
didn’t like what i saw
blood stained lips
black soles
rans wild
like a love child
with a black soul
i never wanted to leave
kicking screaming dreaming
i’ll wake up
alone
sleep alone
waiting for
something
maybe a scene from a film
something wholehearted
with an upbeat song at the end
and come home
alone
i remember
what time it was
when everything changed
i remember,
i remember it i remember
it
like it was yesterday
i wonder what
would be different
i feel poorly
for the soul
that does
he missed out
on something great
something unique
something
you’ll always remember