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Ups and Downs

In the span of two months I've done seen, been through and overcome a got damn lot, life's ups outweighed by the downs but fuck them frowns I keep a smiling mouth, as I ink my thoughts I hope this helps someone somewhere in some got damn way somehow, spent two months in jail with no bail until them motherfuckers let me out, then I lost my aunt, the only person in the world who seemed to understand my thoughts (RIP Audrey),  damn I really miss you & love you lots, gained a nephew back in Feb but now in June his parents are splitting apart, wish I could save their love searching for the glue that bonds two hearts together when two minds are lost, celebrated the graduations of my little brother, and my two nieces hope I'm around to see the '15 of my future daughter inlaw, hope my son recognizes all his past failures are the foundation of future success the types of which few have known before, while I hope my brother puts it all together soon before he loses it all,  life's so up and down at the moment , feels like I'm surfing a tidal wave of stress trying to reach the shores of success, taking it one day at a time, each stride bringing me closer than the last, can I hold it all together of will I fall off the board and crash, will I ever make it happen or my have my chances already passed, just last night a man got shot two houses down from where my kids lay their heads, now I'm sitting here can't stop thinking what if them bullets would've missed the ups of my life could have been downed by a coward in a mask, I swear to God the whole block would been in body bags, I keep it peaceful all day but hurt my fam I'll kill that ass, it's times in the hood time to breakout another million dollar plan, now clue of where to start, so for now I'll tell my tale for free, while I read these college books, searching for meaning, questing for knowledge that I can use to one day reach the homes of the bold through the hearts of the weak, in this land of the brave I humbly embrace and face any and all challenges and challengers, fate of the world in my hands fire in my heart warms a society growing cold, I speak for souls worn and torn from the day by day facts and figures of people losing jobs and homes, kids killing kids, everyday life has turned into an all day mourn, struggle and strife delivering drunks in droves, pouring out of bars crashing cars in record numbers never ever seen before, some choose to give up and numb reality by popping pills, sipping lean, smoking sticky, and snorting lines to escape what I see and feel happening, yeah it seems the block is too hot from some to stop and think for just a second, blink for a second and see how distorted tomorrow looks, you're never fucked if you do but almost always fucked if you don't, while everybody's trying to get theirs at any cost, it feels at times as though I'm the only one willing to pay the cost to ensure that no one gets lost and all are involved, the ups and downs of life, as I speak these words I hope you feel them in hearts and minds....

Who you are, is who I am,
What you feel is what I say

Who's Saying This..

ME + YOU = The best

DREAM + IMAGINE = SUCCESS
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