Rewind
a young man should not be this tired, young eyes should never witness the life that i have
viewed, i have sacrificed so much only to gain so minimal. Good things come to those with
faith, i'm always thinking of a master plan, my father was absent in life so i became my own
man. my dear sweet mother tried the best that she could, some illnesses are just to great,
my courage is my emotional weapon that prevails. i am truly my brothers keeper, we are a
family of two, my promise to him is to stay loyal so that he can be sane. Emergency
surroundings can change ones perspective, i'm immune to pain, my nightmares are
equivalent to my dreams; how can i be strong in a world of weak? A private mind is a
congested way of life, so many tears have escaped my eyes from thinking about the lies,
love has got to be one of the reasons I've ruined many lives. My new character is humble at
the expense of many, resurrection is at its peak only the strongest survive. Time waits for
no man and its certainly not on my side.
Copyright © Lucious Stewart | Year Posted 2010
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