9-27-16
Kill my eardrums
And kill my lungs
Because tonight
We made it to the top of the world,
I am no longer dead,
Let's fall into this routine,
Didn't think I wanted to be high
Without the Marijuana,
But this is feeling pretty good,
Because right now
I can feel every part
of my legacy,
It's weaving through my bloodstream,
In electric blue paths
Made of stardust,
But it's staining me like
a Fucking tattoo.
It's here,
I'm not looking at
A wall of numb
Apathy,
I'm looking at the lights of my city,
And although we're not shit,
I can still see us,
Down at the bottom of
Society, down where broken
Teeth are what we know.
I get these highs
And I think I'm peaking,
But it only gets better,
There's always more to come.
Life doesn't slow down,
And nether do I,
So we're flooring it,
Just to feel alive,
Because this feels way
Too fucking right.
This is all I was made to do,
So try to hook me in with
Your words that are just lies,
Spit them at me,
Tell me whatever form of
Discouragement you've got
Because on this damn stage,
This damn piece of paper,
On these bruised limbs,
The stars will fall from the sky
And you'll run,
Because you're afraid of the flame,
But I'll walk out of here alive,
I'll walk out of here with the
damn galaxy at my feet,
In my lungs.
I will not stop,
Not for anybody,
Because I can feel it again,
I can see why I'm doing this,
And I can see what it's done.
This is where I've gotten myself,
And Michael told me
Whatever we do,
We get there ourselves,
We don't have family to fall back on,
We don't have financial support
To fall back on,
We pave our own ways.
I like where this road is headed.
I've seen the world
and been through hell,
Denied myself of heaven
Unless I made it myself,
And I look stupid,
But of course I do,
You don't understand,
but you don't have to,
I'll teach you
So just watch-
I know where I'm going.
We've had such a good run,
We've had this crazy journey,
But we're still in it,
We're still fucking kicking,
I dont care,
You cannot deny me of what I love.
Call me stubborn,
I'm just determined.
Tell me I was born with it
But ask these dark circles
and scars
And pages and pages and pages
What the fuck they have to say.
This is who I am,
And you'll know my name.
I represent zip codes
You don't hear about,
but im not afraid to be on my own,
I'm not afraid to be the first to do this.
I'm not afraid to fall,
I know my way back up.
- (m.m)