Shadows and Rising

Nightmares from my childhood, haunting past and broken dreams,

Lost between the reality, nothing's ever what it seems.

It Started young, seeing darkness in the shadows of my own home,

First taste of the world’s cold truth, but I wasn’t alone.

House to house, searching for a place where I could breathe,

Found the house on west street, with the big red steps, finally a mark that I could see.

Growing up too fast, trying to find my way,

Running from the ghosts, trying to seize the day.

Life lessons learned in tears, scars that never fade,

Every broken piece is the price I paid.

Living with these memories , carrying all these scars,

Fighting through the light, behind these painful scars.

From the lowest valleys to the highest dreams,

Breaking free from the chains, finding what freedom means.

Teenage years in the wind, staying out, chasing thrills,

Fighting every night, riding on these wheels.

Gripping on tight, you just wanna chill,

Because when you’re no longer a teen,there’s no turning back the wheel.

At 14 the red steps went away, homeless, and living by the river is where I would stay, and then we’d stay surfing couch to couch, at every one of my parents friends house.

Living with the shadows, carrying all these scars,

Fighting to the light, behind these prison bars.

From the lowest valleys to the highest dreams,

Breaking free from the chains, finding what freedom means.

I started to realize why I was so mean, it was my defense mechanism, my way to cope, maybe if I can realize this I might have some hope.

Every nightmare’s a lesson, I see that with open eyes, that past is in the past, and that’s where it shall lie.

I was born for greatness no matter what I was told, my parents always loved me, they just had a strong hold, pulling them down in a world wind of pain, by they made it out again, and made me Proud of my name. Thank you for never giving up

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I’m proud of us I love you