
She belongs to the city she belongs to the nights heart beating out of darkness not knowing she’s really LIGHT
All night damn near all gotdayum day it’s not okay you got bullshit coming your way, wish hope and pray for better days I’m in a masquerade chasing paper all kinds of gimmicks tricks moves and shakes ,feet pounding the pavements no place is safe or stable, no place is home my true comfort zone wherever I Rome, so much to see be and do a different way of living lawless some wouldn’t believe or even have a clue a lot of action ,magic anything you want or thought you never need making up your own rules in these fuckn streets people questioning me saying WHO RAISED YOU
She belongs to the city she belongs to the nights heart beating out of darkness not knowing she’s really LIGHT
Rise and shine let’s get back on the grind whatever that is .disturbing distorted images appear nervous ridden anxiety stricken the adrenaline puts all that to rest always second guessing never really giving it my best too many close calls, missed opportunities the ideal of taking better steps scares and makes me feel like I deserve less, gotta change my moves operate in a different way these streets ain’t safe ain’t nothing cool bout being grown not having a care or a place to lay your head sleeping in a warm cozy bed nowhere to call a house your home it’s long overdue these long ass days vicious cold dark ass nights ain’t what it’s giving.
Becoming a slave to these streets my hope is conquering breaking free of the chains, what this lifestyle has offered taken a toll on me playing a bad hand of the cards dealt a price paid bought and sold traded for a seat in these wicked demonic city and streets temptation lurking and leaking like a bruised forbidden fruit, engaging smiles all around full of hate disguised as love can come in a form of pure chemical satisfaction substances to mask my reality not caring for what’s happening, I gamble with time telling myself I will prevail not gonna die in these streets or on a cold dark night with nothing to loose the fear of leaving behind hell I’m partaking and living the streets is definitely not what’s given.
The mindset I need to control my own destiny doesn’t involve with continuing to have a relationship to the city or need of the streets .One thing that is true forever promising these streets will only drive me down a road of obscurities the only opportunity guarantees is no sign of relief a lot of stress wear and tear on my body overall emotional and mentality The city and streets will always be a welcoming place for the downtrodden and disgrace it’s a safe place because accountability is lacking while shame being the ultimate goal for accepting responsibility is at the forefront
No more excuses I will not belong to the city or roaming around when nightfall willing to do anything it’s a free for all the chase of living carelessly through out the wee hours given into the power that leads me in a place of darkness vulnerable open risking everything feeling of nothing to gain just whatever gets me through its cold no place of warmth or comfort let alone someone to trust it’s like as of now the city and Streets is what I call my home
She belongs to the city she belongs to the nights heart beating out of darkness not knowing she’s really LIGHT
About the Creator
Tshura Y
My passion and love for reading and writing started when I was a child, growing up very unorthodox has lead me into finding a way to escape the harsh realities around me, I write from the heart and life experiences I hope you enjoy!



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