Through the heated mud of hell
I have waded and did also dwell
I have drank most of my life away
Many fun times but not truly play
I was running from myself
And the darkness I have felt
I thought I could dissolve the pain
But all I did was stack it in disdain
As years went by and my dreams were out of reach
It occurred to me that I need to beseech
I need to strip my needs and aids
Go through my hell and feel the way
Feel the pain and let it be
Be real with every part of me
Cry the tears and face my fears
Fuck it's hard after all these years
But day by day, my dues I pay
Now I am quite happy to say
I am finding clarity I knew not that I would
And in my heart, it feels damn good
This isn't an attempt to preach
Or even a hope to teach
It's just me being raw and real now
Hoping my example with help someone somehow
We all have our own way to define this life
Whats wrong for me might for you be right
I love the fact that you wrote something today
It also inspired me to convey
My love I had and the love I've shed
For the liquid on which my avoidance was fed
Now I do still struggle through many a night
But I always have my strength to show the light
Whoever you are and whatever you're going through
Please know there is vast greatness deep in you
Drink the drinks that you please
But keep in mind the intoxicated sense of ease
May be stacking your troubles beneath
All the lessons you won't let yourself reach
In your hearts cores so as to open the door
And let your self love be restored
-Instincts-
"it's not about what you know. It's about what you feel. Listen to your Instincts!"
About the Creator
Instincts
Writing since the age of 7. My soul longs to put pen to paper and cast my melodies into the air. I am here to remind you of yourself and all the greatness within you. I am here to remind you of your Instincts. Listen to your Instincts!
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