SummerBreeze

A heart broken summer

Soul searchin’.

Heart’s poundin’.

My self tirin’, because of too much independence.

Just be nice, and pray thrice, to the lord,

That’s a luxury that I can afford

to lose, cause I never once been religious.

That could’ve changed, if there was a history between us.

But no, an interaction with another player,

Had me fallen, bruised up, left me down all to suffer.

Oh brother, I felt so betrayed.

Now so lost, off lane, walking back astray.                    

dishonored. Like our friendship never meant a thing.

as if nothing happened or nothing worth remembering.

Sting! Like a Bee, which I thought meant honey-sweet.

But life called, laid the truth, told me to retreat.

Retract all the things that I’ve done for her.

Like, saying no to what could’ve been our happy ever after.

But being me, I told life that I would never listen.

Was my mistake, now I’m a captive to a self-made prison.

Conviction to a future life full of fiction.

No one to blame but my own, cause of self-infliction.

Self-destruction. Never been myself ever since.

Look for distractions. I have to forget, have to be convinced

There is more to life than the immortality " of love

A situation d’rather be above.

But now, I’m trying hard to pick myself back up.

Subtle-ly just trying to move on.

Doing everything I can from getting shut.

Why can’t we just get back along?

 

Sitting, remembering where we once were.

Regretting everything, how could life be such a blur?

Recurring, the chats we had, all those conversations

‘fy (if I) make you laugh, ‘nother reason for a celebration.

All the hatin’ on these memories, they’re killing me.

How could this be? This adversity gained victory.

So I asked my friend “zis (is this) how it feels to lose some one?”

He said “you got easy. You never were together, son.”

He added “love is harder than you have conceived.

So much worse, so much painful than you have perceived.

That is love and life, kinda just sorta happen”

I said “what” he said “I’ll tell you, and it all began when…

After twice the half of six,

I thought I knew her, I thought that she’d never get sick of this

Relationship, but as we get closer to the seventh

She changed suddenly, makin’ me wanna break-even.

Disbelieve in the things we said to each other.

Contradiction. Telling a lie after another.

Disaster, that’s what our something-ship is oughtta be. A

Stranger " that is how she seems and feel to me now.

See my friend I wanna help her cause I’m really sorry

But how can you help someone who only does is disagree?”

And so I’ve learned that what happened to me could’ve gotten worse.

Still not as happy, living life with such a curse.

This verse is almost done, it’s almost through the end.

But I gotta tell you a lesson that I can recommend.

Is when you fall down, you can only come back up again,

And how you will ascend is where your life will all depend.