It’s a struggle to the top
It’s just the path I chose
There’s no way Ill ever stop
A seed is meant to grow
I was bound for higher ground
So I became a crow
I listen to their sounds
And secrets they do show
Of all I want to know
It’s a struggle in myself
Most of you will never know
Sometimes you can see the rage
But it’s only what I show
Deep inside it’s still a war
My poor heart so fucking cold
I left my love back in 07
Just to save my fucking soul
Now I miss all of those nights
Now it’s just a story told
Everything so fucking still here
But my heart is still as bold
Maybe this is just a season
Just the calm before the storm
Now I feel my time is coming!
When it comes I must grab hold
I won’t have another chance
To reprise Steve Marney’s role
Like the Sun I am forever
But this story’s getting old
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for me this is 2 poems. the first one is the first stanza, I wrote it first, and in good spirits. the second stanza I wrote while I was experiencing some very ugly feelings about who I am, and where Im from. I like the sentiments but they dont go with the first stanza, accept for that they are a response to it. the first stanza is life with crow help, the second is life by myself. I prefer to take the help of my brothers, and all the other tools on Earth that the Creator utilizes to remind us all, "you are not alone".
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