Remnants of my old self, confused days, without moral of content of scattered dreams, scar tissue, a deterrent mind, confuse and battered, riddled with fire of consumption beyond the coolness of water.
Lied to, betrayed by those who are close and afar, mimicking those patterns in thy self as I gave to others what I was taught, and what I witnessed to be the way of life…
Statured by figures or figurines of the silhouette of souls lost beyond a dying dream of one day understanding what life can bring to know a born king….
A king was seek far beyond the imagination of his mind,
Seek, and you will find a troubled mind no more but patches of matter still pouring. I wanted to learn, learn as time waits for no one because time burns away…..
Only to see smoke come clear through that one day his eyes will never be betrayed by ones ultimate sacrifice. Kneeling down to his knees and watch him pray.
Because for that day he seeks for the rest of his day of PEACE ✌🏾, LOVE, AND OUR FATHERS WAY of
Seeking you will not find me in any kind of old way.
Blessed to see another born day…

LYRICS OF MY HEART 