The Events.

Im hopeing the bad situations have passed, I know they always relapse. I fought and fought so long what I was fighting for I forgot. I lived for love that I thought was strong I had a shove then realized I was wrong. I fell into a hole I couldnt get out of most my life it brought me pain and strife, Ive screamed to the top of my lungs it all came out in silent toungues. My cuts and bruises and blood I welcome, its the feelings and emotions I want seldome. I catch feelings then I get bit then the hole reality hits. Our scars are inside and out healing them is what its about. My hands hurt as does my heart from fights I didnt even want to be apart of from the start. If im here to be your muse, if im here to be someone to use, just know im a whisky drunk pit bull I bite back, I strike hard when I attack. I know I miss things in the past that I wished would of last. I now know the fact and things change that we cant retract and then the years pass. Time gets taken for granted till we look back then realize what we wanted flew past. Everything we hunted that we wanted then realized we didn’t want it. I’ve given my pride up its been a long dangerous ride and I wouldnt give any of it up. Ive came close to death more than I can count I should put the moments on my wall on a mount. Ive loved and lost for all the wrong cost ive fought battles ive won and lost. Ive got what ive got and im trying to not get lost. It’s dark and light what side will I fight. Ask yourselves that, whats right think hard with all your might. What do we all want ill dream about it tonight.