Dream Big

Just a young man trying to find my worth again.

Am I a worthy friend?

If i had the chance I would give it all to you again.

Goodbye

It will all work out. We will be okay. Stay up

Maybe I’m selfish to leave when im needed, but that’s the lesson.
The one that needed me most is neglected.
Mind’s frantic and hectic.
Temperments tested.
Got too much work in and too much work left.
Partnership splintered and fractured. 
The one way street i ride down is never ending.

I’m the greatest clown there is.

Gave of myself until i was empty.

Allowed myself to be drained even when I was empty.

Allowed myself to hate myself again.

But ….

Strip me of my happy.
Tell me just how much I’d have to give to get it back. 
Remind me that it would still not be enough.
I like it rough.
But the rough is getting tough.
Hope ya’ll stay up.

Shoulders getting heavy 
From all the shit we carry from early ages.
Been troubled since younger.
We are no longer comfy dancing with the demons that were set upon us.
Take a peak into my better days and tear from the cultured pages.
The way forward is excelling in my purpose, and letting the pen take ya breath away like winded lungs.
We came from skipping high school lunches.
to making sure my people eat like it’s a Fourways brunch for all my day ones. 
Sometimes it be like the hell hole could swallow me whole.
Somedays I find victories in the smallest sums. 
I loved being loved by the sun.
Even if sometimes that feels like my only love.
How do i warm my battered heart as it grows cold?
Mad at the world that stole its fun?

Forever giving praise to the most high.

Despite my shattered mind.

Despite unanswered prayers and betrayed timelines.

Things are beyond my earthly vessel, i just take things as they go and pass by.

My oh my.

It gets tiring being ahead of the pack but still coming up just shy.

I grew from a shy guy, to one of a kind, in a series of overnights.

I overthink the simple things and under-appreciate the divine guides.

The demons lead me astray, and haunt me at 3am, Prayer is playing my night light.

My light, both way, is flickering. The demons in the corner pointing and snickering! Like “look at what we did to David’s Life”

Like “look how we’re winning. He’s caught up and sinning. We took a great warrior and pinned him” the three count feels like forever when you’re on the losing side.

And finding myself again is a journey and I may need Shadow, Chance, and Sassy to bring me home this one time.

Getting laughed at!
Another track added to the sound track of my depression.
Never learning my lessons
At least not the eaiser way
David is the biggest trash bag.
david just needs to stay outta the way.
Problems are becoming heavy weight.
The album of my elongating in the worst ways.
I’m in my worst state.