Only Everything - Part One
From premature to adolescence, but I'm still just a kid.
In the shadows of the underground, but you found me when I hid.
You allowed me to live, by giving me this ability.
Gave me this tranquility, offered this accountability,
You picked up the boulder up when you found me hiding under this rock,
you lit the candle, and gave me some light when I was used to the dark.
You were my spark, and I never take it for granted,
you're all I got, you gave me hope, when I was left empty handed.
My hands were cold, and you gave me the gloves that I needed,
the coat that I wanted, so bad I helplessly pleaded, my team retreated,
and now I'm alone in this war, with a knife in each hand,
until my enemies relentlessly tore down my door, and I ran.
But you gave me the power, of a morphological being,
I rose up and I squashed them, I found the strength to defeat them.
Now I'll delete them, I don't need a cynosure to write,
I keep my distance when I shoot, metaphorically call it a snipe.
This is my life, so you can take it or leave it, but I gotta walk with it,
so before you talk with it, lock your lips, staples work just as good,
I'm living underground, I'm alone, but I think I'm doing what I should.
Exactly how you would, exactly how you could.. you're Only Everything.
Copyright © Aaron Guttery | Year Posted 2013
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