Untitled: Spoken Word. By A.M.
If these seasons don't need a reason for changing, you can flip perspectives with just a little rearrangement. Cause if nothing really matters, then why is it weighing? Why does it have you sitting at 2am tears flooded and praying? Why does it have you wondering if this existence is fading? Just put down the thoughts, They're the most dangerous weapon to play with. I said put down the thoughts and find a good friend to stay with. I said put down the thoughts you're the only one who can change it.
I said put down the thoughts and find a new way to frame it...
I don't really know if my words are coming through? I don't know if every breathe, rhyme, and sentence is resonating with you, I don't how to save a life but I pray that I do. I don't know how to do a lot but I know that's not true. I know I've got a gift and I know you do too. I know there's a life to live and I pray that you do. I know what it's like to wake and never want to. I wish I can take your pain but I feel it believe me, It's true. I've been there and found a way from the hurt to the truth. I can't take you there but I'll be waiting for you. I'll be sittin right here, Tell me all about how you made it through. How it took every breathe, every step, and every friend that you knew. Every break, every bend, and everything you thought that was you.
Posted Dec 9, 2022, 5:20 AM UTC · edited