Acceptance pt. 2

It was an intermission I stumbled into. I only understood what was outside of me and even that, I didn’t mean to. You see what I understood was that I to truly enter acceptance I had to understand myself in a way nobody really wants to. People everyday in a situation where they point their finger and at the end of it was you. I cant possibly judge because it was what people do. 

It was a facade that kept me up thinking for days at a time. I’ve pitted the blame towards her in each and every rhyme. I was in between, I didn’t tell the truth nor lied. The whole truth is I’m the reason that I died. 

This rebirth was simple, is was to see myself for what I did. I was on a path of greatness, to be a husband and have a kid. I stayed out all night chasing drugs and lust I can admit I did my bid. I was cursed with a bird’s mentality and it was why we split. 

She was the gun and I pulled the trigger it was suicide. It hurts more that I am reason that I cried. This was my acceptance the reason I feel alive. Who would’ve thought that a ton of heartbreak came from lust and being high. I woke up from passed out in the streets I danced in and time flied. The people I danced with were gone, and the world of love has passed me idly by. 

I may have awoken from a coma without a sound in the wind. I accepted that I was alone, it was my fault, but I danced again.