8 YEARS LONG

I sit back and realize my struggles and strife's, words do speak plenty and can stick like a knife,
or an blade, or a razor or a sword in your chest, now close your eyes tight and take in your last breathe,
Darkness awaits you as the lights go dim, I'ma real nigga from the start to the end,
I walk into the dark with my back against the air, I feel a gentle tap turn around but no ones there,
As i step into the mist of the dark black smog, I start to reminisce of the eight years long, I stop to think and ask myself what reason in it all, and began to say well i either stand or i fall,
Now the Road ahead don't look to smooth, matter of fact the whole situation is so damn rude,
I take it for what it is y'all or I'll go insane, man matter of fact the whole world is a fucked-off game, and its hard to think about all the years of oppression while trying to strategize and keep my family from the stressen
And days are so long as time moves on, how much pain can I take?, I cant sustain too long,
My heart is feeling weak and my mind is out of wack, my soul feels lost and my spirit feels trapped,
I think bout all the ways in which to make things right, I even think about it before bed at night, and all i can see is the shit replaying through my mind, and then the final thought sends a tingle down my spine,
See its Bonnie&Clyde till the wheels fall off, ya boy Clyde is still here but right now "B" lost, she'll find her way home and make it back to the stable, and when she realizes that she "CAN" I'll realize that I'm "ABLE"....


                                       -Life is a journey......walk with me!......1