|I have been able to tap into all the negative things that can happen to me throughout my life by numbing myself to the pain so to speak and kind of being able to vent it through my music.-Chester.B|
Live and let live.
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A piece in dedication to this tragic life choice..
Do we ? Do we not ?
To the highest top that we could reachHeavenly and so gracefully
Crafted by the hands of the one who sways
To the melody of our destiny
Crave up to the feeling or to see it out
Will what we may perceive be reached or not
Turn to left but never turn it down
To see what we have left to see what we own.
Days may get rougher
Nights may become darker.
Looking upon to what lies above our head
May fade completely with our laughter.
Beauty in the eyes and beast within
Makes the beholder a slave to him.
To confront the comfort
Throwing away ourselves for the win
An excuse to live in this dark place
Plotting a map for the escape.
May we reach what we may know
But what we don't will be never told.
Flashes of these memories in our brains
Were always trashed out from our hearts with a lot of strain
Monotonous life that we live in
Is this what we need him for?
Wistful smile on our faces
Twirl and leave when not in need
Forceful rejections for the kin
Turn into sin that kills us from within.
The power that left us here
Will never instill this fear.
To know what needs us most
Tearful rush and darkened holes.
Pleading to please the pleased
And kneading the need to feed.
Among those who see the good and bad
Among those who aim to shoot one's wad.
Aim to win or aim to loose
But never lay down into your shoes.
Wrests of those memories that pull us away
Pulling away rallies and surveys
Of what we want do we get?
Or of what we have is never set?
Greed for something that crave us less
Feasibly has made us confess
To listen to others is to listen to sea
To listen to ourselves is what one must see
Fresh summer skies that dry up soon
Minds that are always made to swoon
Sun that sets up by the noon
Pray for living not for the dead
Pray for something that will die instead
Never leave us prey to the pray
For our life to never be greyed.
The context might be of something we never know
But we could know the possibilities and the probabilities of what lies in between the N and the ever known.
Deep awakening salts and sea
Wash right past our memory
To know what is real and what isn't
Pollinate to different seasons
Moving along with the best of best.
Signing off from this Message