Took a breath, a breath of air, dense, moisture, Rough on the lungs, hard to fill, catching what I haven’t lost yet, to prevent a reaction to prevent fright, to keep moving, looking for the clean and fresh, it doesn’t exist every thing tainted every thing used, dirty, filthy, abused, recycled, nothing new nothing untouched, left on a limb alone by ourselves self preservation kicks in you become a new animal, something different capable of anything murder, rape, terrorism, it’s inside you from day one like a light switch quick to change become different constant battle of evil and good constant fights for religion constant fights in the hood decisions and choices future mistakes love and hate death and sorrow new born and happiness divorce and step parents depression, suicide the world’s in tunnel vision like a child with an imagination we only see the good and the rest only exist in books as fiction or history war and pride be all you can be we’re programmed from young can’t see what you don’t believe I'm tired exhausted, fought too much by my self fought too much for others without recognition or reward fought for love and friendship but is it real? do i believe in something only i can see because only i believe... is it worth fighting for?
maybe just maybe................
maybe just maybe................
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