I've got trauma from relationships, From accidents
Just this year I was in an accident Going 75 miles per hour in a
26-foot moving truck
And we hit a tree at full speed. Thought it would all be over maybe
And I had a crazy concussion
And still have so much PTSD
I've not found peace yet
With this situation
Help me, I try to be strong but in Some areas I'm suffering
Maybe you can feel me.
My uncle's dying
The other one is too far away.
I hear voices telling me crazy things
Ever since I came out the womb
The odds have been against me
Destined to be rejected by society.
Yet it's all the challenges
And things against me
That really just bless me.
Maybe there's another way to see Through all this
Through the toughest of times
We find the most sacred of moments
When we cry out to God,
And to the ones that we love
When we cry out to our mother.
Not all of us can be blessed with
Such a life-changing experience.
Yet through it all,
Through our greatest depressions
And anxieties, may we find
The way that helps us use
The intensity
To help us define the greatest
And most necessary
And effortless versions of be,
Of we, of belief.
Flowing
Flowing
Flowing
I carry my unhealed wounds Everywhere I go.
The tears in my eyes just waiting to Come out
I'm better if it's not for the sake of Love or if it is, better if it is
I died and came back to life this year On the operating table
Sitting there fighting for my life, Being unable to move,
Watching it happen
Can you imagine that feeling
Born, never had a father to guide me And show me the way
There were too many painful lessons As a child had to learn
As a young man
Too flawed and all too humbling.
But come to see it, maybe all this
Trouble helped make us.
We all may have different stories
Yet we still find ourselves
In similar struggles.
We're not that different
Even though you may seem that You're struggling
And you're starving
We all know the feelings
Sad, starving, lost, hurt,
Broken heart.
We can all relate.