the struggle

some time in the future of the moments that ended u sittin on my chest.
the weight remains of a friendships past time so tragic of gettin my best.
the memory rolls, cloud like with me dead center reachin for a dream.
the oxygen u stole jus before it interred my lungs tryin to breathe.
played like a clown I knew n I told u it'd happen as you'd fade.
outta my league isn't the fact that instead u weren't ready to stand in as I gave.
today as if yesterday lookin back, it would be said u failed simply by bein u.
as I'm left tryin to figure out if I live in the now or in my mind back then with truths.
either way the struggle will remain the highlight beside u or set a drift.
it's in the passion felt that proves it is real as also bein irrelevant that u r missed.
connected to kryptonite the power lays in ur hands of what u truly want.
guess I'm jus here til the end comes as life loses its use takin of the gloves.
wasted emotions spent carelessly attemptin to show somethin that died inside of u.
as the one thing left would question how could u jus let go of u know who........