Persevere

I sit in a dark corner, mind racing on my next move. 

Notebook in front of me, one light shining.

I'm surrounded. Pressures of the future & the pain of the past sit on each shoulder. 

My mind stuck like a traffic jam, too many thoughts. Keep thinking like that and you'll go crazy.

Moans & groans of pain on the first floor, my family in need.

I jump between holding back and not giving a fuck. The pain sometimes feel too much.

But I can't give up.

You see my father never stopped, his heart did once but he never quit.

My mother wears her scarf to protect her from the negative. Their pain put me in a lead for first.

Sweat & Tears ain't nothing new to me. I drag us all across the finish line, but who's there to congratulate me?

The voices in my head pat me on the back but as I open my eyes they're the only ones to touch my spirit. 

And so I sit. Alone in this corner, I open the windows to be met with the midnight sky. I pray for a better morning but I've learned prayer ain't enough. 

So I go back to my corner and look at that notebook. The traffic jam in my mind clears up. 

"Construction ahead"

Move along there ain't much to see here 

 

 

My confidante

Can you be my confidante?

I go crazy talking to myself,

All I desire is for the music to be turned down, phone turned off

...and just listen. 

I'm just a young man growing into a grown man. 

You young too you swear you don't need a man.

And listen...I get it.

But I'm not trying to save you girl I respect that you have your own cape.

But I just need ears to listen. A mind and soul to show some compassion. Eyes to capture my expressions. To look into as I talk. A beautiful mind that understands.

My confidante, let you be the friend I can entrust my universe of ideas with. 

Not to be your man but for you to be my...friend, a living angel to help cleanse my mind, cause this word is awfully dirty, and my soul has to be kept clean.