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A bus ride or life2:10 the bell rings, the music in the background turns on and fades the school’s noises. Another “happy” school day is over. I walk to my locker pack my bag, put on my coat and head to theother side of the school. There I meet a friend, maybe the only person in the school that has aslight clue of reality and an understanding of who I am, where I am coming from and where I amgoing. The music fades, we make a joke or two, talk about our day and head for the door. Acommon freezing breeze hits us, we walk down to the bus-stop and wait for the bus. The buscomes we get in and sit, sometimes we talk other times we let our thoughts swallow us. In a busfilled with gossip, laughter, “awws” and “ewws” getting lost is easy.5 minutes pass by, my stop comes and I jump out of my seat, say goodbye and go out the door.The music in the background fills my mind again and reality’s burns hurt me, like an emo bleeding internally, I walk on the sidewalk towards the lights with a swagger in my stride and ahand in my pocket. I make a right and walk across the road to the bus stop. There I stop and stareinto the unknown, many ideas, problems and memories just pass by my mind, I ignore them all.In under 5 minutes my bus comes, I take out my wallet board the bus and look for a window seattowards my left, close to the back door. I take my bag off and sit, staring out into the rushingground. The profound words of music hit me,
“Where ever I stay, where ever I am, your memories are always with me.Should I tell someone or should I not,the words of this heart,the whole world walks by me,but quietly loneliness grows in this heart” I have so much to say and yet I question….Should I say what I’ve so often repeated in my heart? “
 Hold the person close if they are next to youThe one you love not the one that’ll simply have sex with you Love them to death and then beyond Cause’ you don’t really know what you’ve got till’ it’s gone.Styles of beyond…Great minds think great thoughtsThe pictures I paint make the Mona Lisa look like fake art  I feel the pain of Nelson MandelaCuz when it rains it pours I need Rihannas umbrella For Coretta Scotts tear dropsWhen she got the phone call that the future just took a fuckin head shot  I wonder why Jesse Jackson didn’t catch him before his body dropped Would he give me the answer? Probably not 
 
What if Mother Nature aborted the skywhere would we shoot our fireworks on the fourth of July?We can't afford to live, so abortions riseCan't afford the truth, so we told to lieCan't afford a funeral, 'cause the costs is highGod damn, we can't even afford to die!They told me I would never make it, I would never achieve it  Reality is nurishment, but people don't believe it  I guess its hard to stomach the truth like a bulimick its a dirty game and nobody is willing to clean it  Hell is not a place you go, if you not a christianit's the failure of your lifes greatest ambition It's a bad decision to blindly follow any religion I don't see the difference in between the raw and the wrong Soldiers emptyin' the clips at little kids and they moms Just like a desperate motherfucker strapped to a bomb Humanity is gone, smoked up in a gravity bong by a democrat republican Cheech and Chong  Immortal Technique, you never heard me preachin' a song  I'm not controversial, I'm just speakin' the facts Put your hands in the air like you got the heat to your back and shake your body like a baby born addicted to crack  And since life is a gamble like the crabstables at Vegas I freestyle my destiny, it's not written in pagesSome people think I won't make it but I know that I will  Escape the emptinesscuz that shit is slow and it killsthe flow and the skill  I made y'all believe that it last You can make the futurebut it starts with LEAVING THE PAST  Did you realize that you were a champion in their eyes…
 I dont know I just want it better for my kids And I aint sayin we was from the projects But everytime I wanna layaway or deposit My dad'll say when you see clothes, close your eyelidsChased a good life my whole life long,
 
 Look back on my life and my life goneWhere did I go wrong?? Don't you know that, time waits for no man Not fate, it's all planned  I'm blessed just to know you I've loved and I've lost just to hold you all night Can't find, a reason whyGod came, to you and I  If I had the chance again, I'd never let you go Hold tight to your love, 'cause you never know I hope you aint to tired to cry and I hope u know u aint never to live to dieTime is not on my side… I’ve been travelling on this road too long  Just tryna find my way back homeThe old me is dead and gone…dead and goneMisunderstood ain’t gotta be explained but you don’t understand me so let me explain.My God is my judge, no gown no gavel. I'm fallin’ and I can't turn back Good friends are those who have ur back  Not necessarily those who’ll keep u on the right track Until my deathMy goal's to stay aliveSurvival of the fit only the strong surviveWhat it means to laugh as tears go by.
The voice of legendary artists’ strike emotion and as news, informs me of what I forgot to feel.10 minutes pass by and I am drowned into the emotional war, yet I find the strength to get up andonce again face the cold winter breeze. I get off the bus, cross the road and walk towards mystreet in a similar stride with a swagger and a hand in my pocket. A short walk and I reach mystreet, I turn left and feel the warmth of the bright sun. The energy melts my frozen body and Icontinue to walk towards the warmth. After crossing the first intersection I look to lay my eyesupon her ghost, her straightened hair and a loving smile. She holds close to my arm, I look aheadand we walk down the street. After about 50meters a curve to the right comes in view, as I turnright, the sun sets behind the houses and the bitter cold once again fronts me. After a couple stepsI realize she isn’t there anymore so I turn my neck to see her waiting before the curve in the path.I feel a tear swelling up in my eye, but instead of letting it fall I suck it back up and humor 
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