Introspection

I I write because I’m aware of the fact I’m losing time I’m Struggling to gain insight In a world that’s blind Outlining the blueprint that’s stuck in my mind Acting with a reason And intention to rhyme An intention to shine Becoming a light so bright In the crystal of my mind I can be seen by the blind Time after time I put my heart and these words On the line Until the plan falls into alignment I’m shooting for the sun moon and stars I’m writing these bars Because I’ve come from so far It’s not where you go that defines you But when you make a stand Right where you are That’s Who you are I’ve seen the face of death In my buddies bloodshot eyes Pumping on his chest Praying to God he revives I’ve felt the remorse of the one That’s still left alive Surviving doesn’t feel like much Knowing we all die There’s been many times I’ve heard a man crying for God I’ve joined the ranks too many times I acknowledge I’m flawed I acknowledge I stumble I stand corrected and humble An outcast flung off from a life I watched crumble I stood on the edge of the end Prepared for the worst Staring into the depth of myself To confront this curse That afflicts my life I dance on the edge of a knife Every days a battle Just to stay in the Light But I heard em say Tomorrow’s not promised today But we still find a way To either walk forward or away So keep on walking day after day Even if it feels like you’ve lost your way I know I have faith Because it keeps getting tried Every hour of every day There’s parts of me I deny I feel like I’m surrounded By people that just don’t care Antagonistic to the extreme So I prepare for warfare But I keep on trying to be the best that I can Evolving myself from the shell of a man Into A shining Light Into A beacon for others How can a man with no damn Fam Be blessed with so many brothers As a child I grew up rough That’s why I grew up tough Don’t play games with a man Real enough to call your bluff Don’t be stepping on toes Of those you never know Regardless though I still stay with a flow I’m consistently consistent When I’m writing this prose I’ve never lived in Harlem But I grew like that rose From the concrete streets Where I faced down defeat Finding the strength to go on living And the pieces to be complete You can find me still on my feet Heartbeat drumming As I spill ink on this sheet I can rest when I’m dead Finally laid down in peace I grew from a place of deep pain That left me altered and changed Post traumatic Became a part of my name But blessed is the change That fans into flames The old life behind me And the new one I’ve gained.