Road Less Traveled

Living the fast life

nobody is acting right

all your attempts to catch up for lost time

and inner pain is so heavy inside

you have to entertain the devils

just to bury them behind

it gives me chills- does it you?

in these cold nights of February

you have no bills to pay or place to stay

I pray your safe when I think of you !

which is often just so you know

are these nights as scary as people say?

where are the places people go

then they fail or run astray

looking back to where love was lost

it's too far to see now

so it's considered done & gone

all just memories fading away

in the distance of the black seas

it seems there is no horizon even to see

no safe place to call home

so you do what it is you now know

we caught in the struggle

we hustle and avoid trouble even found we balling

on parole like it anty nothing

how far is the fall from the place you stand

have you took a look within to see your fate as a man

I hope to share when you fall

that you fall with a truth

if you take it with you

if you dare

I love you and seen a desiring man who is

deserving of a helping hand

you are deserving of the promise land

prayers from those who as well as you

were falling as fast as they can

came to lend the final plan

at the final hour

those who partake in God's prophecy are

the fallen man

who stay faithful & will find themselves

arriving safely at the very end

with the truths that are worth more

than dope, the gold

or the bag hoes you come to fully know

its proof , you will keep with your soul

which tells of a story

of a prodigal son who survived

through strange lands to be given truth

love & genuine acts of kindness

that gave light to all who find it hard to find

those who give them this light

was given this light

all so close to being forever broken

totally helpless- we ran into ones who gave

us a chance to find what we almost

so close to closing the door

and our ghost we do forget

this was even still alive

not many seem to show this

dying 2 live the story of our lives

we so use to keeping the pain buried deep

we remain buried alive

living life in a hurry=filling ourselves

with folly and satins which only

at these times makes us feel alive

not knowing we still dead until the Lord

sends his troops to remind us all

of the life head

we are still so worthy to find the light

even through those as broken

as them in the night

The Fallen Angel

Chris Your Brother in the light and I come to find darkness

Thank you for not giving up

don't ever give up your friends Chris and Shannon

02/02/2015

To James my Brothers Keeper, not reaper!