falling down n getting back up... taking loss after loss n still ale to remain clutch... having a drive to be able to stand without another blow sweeping away at the knees... gaining all that's been lost with a lil time to find a balance to all the late night dreams... crossing over to where the struggle cannot be hands on... accepting how life changed n luv'd ones are no longer a part of what used to lay on the floor... worth is found in the rise when able to see faces for who they are... redirecting the flow awoken within the heart... as the mind continues to push for a better way... remembering what eyes couldn't see as pain... looking down upon the back reaching for the sky... arched by the heartbeat to lift self back to life... without those who did nothing but talk... slitting their way outta the presence to come forth when the rain stopped for a quiet walk... self defined comes to be what is needed the most... losing faith in hope of others whispering in shadows where they can remain a ghost... the bottom teaches things the top will never understand... when the feet seemed to be stuck in the sinking of quicksand... without a stick thrown to rescue a friend fading fast... one will truly appreciate the learnings of how people can sling others names so fast... as patience in the grind to float on the surface in their minds... dead relations are as official as tongue that spoke of untruths now known as how time unwinds...
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