A Glimpse In a Life

A Glimpse In A Life By James Hackett Jr Grasping Sand The harder i try to reach you, the gap seems to expand. Its like grasping at sand the harder I squeeze the more slips through. I do not know if its the difference in times journey that made me a different man. Or the course of your life that wants to push me to another plan. I know loves there but it feels like there has never been a visible stance. I wish I could know what you know just a quick glance. A memory of us that makes you smile but thats for you. Just know I have plenty and its the reason I can still stand. That is why I will never ask to you change because I know I am just grasping at sand. The Demons I Hide We all have demons, We all have lied, Its those of us that hide for pride or shame, That push on others when we are to blame. I am that man it be wrong to say, to cast a stone any other way. Still the question remains, with out these demons called pain, Could you appreciate the cool breeze before a midnight rain? Would love feel so sweet if never burned by its flame? Don't hide from your demons embrace them. Walk through the dark and do not faulter. Pray if you need but know the light of forgiveness is your alter. Your Eyes The first time we met we were kids faulty and arragant. Maybe me more than you cause I never knew love. That kind of love that hits deep and fast like meteor when something crosses its path. It wasn't your beauty It wasnt your smile I got lost in your eyes Like an emerald maze of denile I knew then what I wanted but felt in my heart I was not your aisle. So we grew up and grew apart but never forgot my desire to look into to those green eyes of fire and tell you I love you and it will never extinguish or expire. A Walk With Death I never thought so early so young. I would sit across from you and talk about the things I had done. I didnt fear you but felt your icey embrace as you took color from my face. I figured we would just leave and that would be the end of my race. My dreams my amitions gone without a trace. Instead you warned me of those who had arranged are date. Then took me on a stroll through time and through space. I saw those I left behind and the things they would never hear me say. Abruptly you asked me is this really how you want to leave in place. Then I shook my head no embarressed and ashamed you smiled and laughed. Then you understand, know this was never your path. We all fall and lose are way, some hit harder than others you took it to the lowest summit on the lowest plain As I wondered if this was the true Death's face. He said remember this moment and learn to walk away. A moment of warmth and light in my eyes to look up and see my mother. I finally Understand why. Music Is Life To me music is life. It binds and shares it connects in ways not seen by any eyes Its an expression of the soul Or an escape to a world where you find peace and control It heals wounds and grants courage motivates in face of determint Music is the wind that calms the body The pill that relaxes the mind It needs no words nor reason to bind masses of people who would never lend a hand or a dime come together to celebrate our greatest acheivement the ability for all creeds to stand together fell it and believe it. Family Family isnt bound by blood Family is bound by love Its not shared through drugs created through kisses and hugs Family is the ability to love To stand by a brother when the things get rough or lend a shoulder when the world is to tough Family never asks Because Family already knows Family will always be there when those who claim to to stand toe leave at the first moment the they think they know a better oppertunity to find a better tree for their ivy to grow The Mirror Looking in the mirror I see the story of my life The times when I was young fighting for my bike My first kiss My first miss The first time I thought I was going some where great And the first time I fought to pick myself up after i failed Times when I couldnt bear it and wanted it to break Then found the strength to put it back together After forgiving the shatered pieces of my long going mistakes Now the mirror is a reminder of of where Ive been but also where im going once it was a boy looking back laughing and gloating now its a man who has traveled along road back to it to see where he is going. Worst Enemie I am my worst enemie like most im not special. The struggle is a daily battle between me and him. But where some look at it as a burden I look to it as a strength. He is my rival he helps me grow. Not all battles are one but prgress still shows. It took time I wasnt always in control. I have the scars to prove as a reminder to never forget what I know. Im caring He is selfesh Im sharing He is relentless He has strengths that I dont have but he doesnt have restraint. I have strengths he doesnt have but lack the curage to mantain. We are one and through time are battles have taught us to trust in in each other. There has always been struggle in out hearts but that is because in my opinion we fight who we are to be who we want people to see and this is what causes us interturmoil. Dont lose yourself to the world but lose the battle inside. We only lose when we stop fighting and I will never stop.