story of an african son

You left in claim of love Left us lonely and alone with our thoughts Set us apart from the few Drained all that we held true Bloodstreams run empty for weeks As the hope drained We stare at the screen hoping your name may pop up soon Standing infront of your door hoping you might sense my determination We see ourselves and wonder what it might have been We wish we could call you and talk of our problems but it's really hard when you are the main one We ease our minds with laughs and hard drugs Pretending it never hurts with tears drowning our eyes We might never wake up from this beautiful confusing But as long as we remain us, we will always be free

Hold my hand as we dance the dance of life Come closer for the distance makes my lungs wish to give out We are closer now than we ever were It takes more than guts not to text you back I loved and hated who you were The way you could reflect all that detailed me while you remained my mystery I tried to push this problem out my mind by letting go Finally deciding to be myself at a loss of you Guess it's true I will never be good for anyone Die as she walks praying she would stay I don't need to label us to know what i feel You are the only left of my shining lights 7:01 and my mind is an ocean of beautiful confusing I can never say you walked away and I can never apologize enough for it I try to start up a new life set Hoping to be a better bet I recap the litter I never forgot Stories that we made in the days under the shade This story might be over but we can always start over

I see you hurt as he says no to you I hate how much I can do nothing about it I would never ask you for the shame wouldn't bare When your not there i sing the songs we loved together I sit on the bench of life watching as it takes its toll God only knows how it hurts to be powerless to your hurts I wish it was as easy as I made it sound Keep it under lock and key, safe from the ones who would hurt you I turn wishing my stars would aline,letting me be your hero just this once I know it might take forever With nights of terror and days of unforgiving storms It might not be tomorrow but soon in the future, we will share our story I wish you could finally move on Start seeing the beauty and perfection that he will never see Remember to love yourself as I always will I hope when you awake you will be free of all that holds you to guilt I hope you will remember when you loved you

Four a.m breaks wondering when it became morning I made you my dominance for a reason Your body my arena Secrets that we create for lovers on the run Story that we can't tell, even your husband don't need to know Only morning calls and late night devours Best times made at bedtime Do what you do to my body and let me feel fine Young simple woman, flower to a young soul I can show you love as I kiss your inner thighs though Wishing I could kiss you in the morning Only morning calls and late night devours You got that something that I haven't seen before That crazy feeling that always makes me sexual My new year's resolution, my one time plan No need to change the status It's just a story of lovers on The run

In the spirit of giving I offer all I can give Don't know if I was good enough for santa to visit this year My Christmas list was kept simple I did want much but that would be enough I claim self reliance and maintain hope for a better coming year I picture us next to a beautiful tree Holding your hand for free All am trying to say is all I really want for Christmas is you I swore never to leave you as we stood under the Christmas lights Chilly breezes bringing our bodies closer Christmas songs singing in the background I wish I could hold this forever Maybe for once not pretend it's you am with All am trying to say is all I really want for Christmas is you Write me a love song and wrap it in ribbons Put it on my bed side with a smiley face kiss me on my neck and just stay Because all I really want for Christmas is you

Problem kid was all they could talk about The one percenter of the lot Young misunderstood soul Lost and confused goals The only ones who gave time intended to steal time Young with a gun Young with some drugs Young and dead Hello world it's brand new day Two souls gone and all we blame is the state Screaming for answer to questions you never asked Where were you when he needed you Claiming he didn't need the talks and hours of remorse Somebody once told me you know your purpose when you learn who you are So am working to a day with less death Of people talking responsibility To this breaking plan One time for my young brothers trying to find their way in this world with no role models

Pulpit filled with evil Congregation of liers and sinners An hour and a half with a growing entrepreneur Sunday becoming the new Monday Lock up your humanity and open them pockets It's harvest time and you all seem right for the picking Am sure your child can go another day without food Our pastor has him in his range rover fueled prayers I pray for longer sustainance As we fight to maintain our faith I hope for justice for the ones with nobody to offer it I listen to sad music as I write this speech At this point there is no where left to hide This spiritual split grows by the day With nothing left to hang on We sail this uncertain waters with all but love in our hearts We sing sweet lullaby to the young hoping to keep the memories alive Everyday we grow in life knowing you still watching Even in this times of dark We maintain our sacrifice