Little Infinities

You lay in bed and stare at the ceiling

Your life flashes by as the seconds turn into seasons

And before you know it, your clock’s run out of minutes

‘Cause death waits for no one

And it takes without reason

So now your life had little to no meaning

And you regret every second

And tear apart at the seams

It’s… a cycle, procrastination is addictive

But the failure to lift yourself up

Drowns your ambitions and that’s an illness

But not like the breeze that brings the flu with it

No, the depression that eats you up

And the restriction that makes your heart rip

A ripple effect like domino blocks

And the failure to aspire to be more than people tell you you're not

A lot of ruts and time to spend with gut-filled regret

And I’ve wanted to quit, slide that blade across my wrist

Or take that handful of pills to choke on my own vomit

But suicide is never the answer

You shouldn’t self-hate what was created to matter

Because the matter that made you

Is bigger than what should never matter

But they hand you a self-conscious mindset

That makes your heart shatter

Your son or daughter will see it and they’ll come to you with questions

“Mommy, what are those cuts” or

“Did daddy go on a vacation”

And you should see how quickly children pick up on those “coincidences”

Their minds are meant to put pieces into puzzle

Soon the truth will condense

You’re meant to live a warrior

So they can grow just like you

But will you watch your child grow up

And sleep in a hospital bed right beside you?

You wear the make-up to cover up bruises

Of past mistakes and better-forgotten abuses

But ask yourself this

Is that a life worth living?

You’ve got to swim ashore before you drown

But your anchor isn't lifting

The point being made here is you’ve got to lift higher

But not that kush or ‘e’ that leaves room for desire

No, prove the voices wrong and use the doubt to aspire

Because that soul is meant for living

Your heart’s the coal, now start the fire

And you’re a little infinity

Wrapped up into a beating heart

And although you feel fragile

No words can tear you apart

Because “I put strength in that backbone”

Is what Being As An Ocean said

And even if you don’t believe in God

Believe there’s a purpose before the end

Author's Note

This can be read as either a rap or spoken word but both are ultimately derived from a poetic platform.

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