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Love
- I talked to my momma last night, she said that she loved me, it stuck with me, felt like a sunrise,
- I might need a doctor to audit my thoughts ‘cause my noggin been cloggin’ with frostbite.
- Pressure been pressin’—I’m stressin’ my blessings, suppressin’ confessions inside,
- Guessin’ my questions keep wrestlin’ lessons, I’m testin’ the edge of my pride.
- Love ain’t a phrase, it’s a weight when you carry despair in your veins,
- It’s the way that she stayed on the line when I whispered my pain.
- I been livin’ in shame, tryna pivot the blame, but it sits in my frame,
- Love’s like a prism refracted in vision, it glistens through rain.
- It echoed: “When the weight of the world tries to bury your will in the ground,
- Love is the weapon, the lesson, the blessing that lifts you and turns it around.”
- So I write, interlockin’ my trauma with hope, it’s a part of my growth,
- Even the scars in my soul got a story to show I’m not losin’ my oath.
- I been bruised by the battles, confused in the shadows, abuse in the shackles of doubt,
- But the truth is unravelled, it blooms in the gravel, the roots push the sadness out.
- Every wound is a map, every scar is a chapter, reminders of chapters I write,
- Turn the ashes to patterns, the fractures to factors that capture the passion of life.
- If love is a language, I’m learnin’ the grammar, the cadence, the way that it speaks,
- Not just the glamour, but standin’ in damage, the courage to carry the weak.
- See, I was embarrassed to stare at the mirror, the fear put a tear in my faith,
- But love is apparent, it clears interference, it steers me to cherish the grace.
- But I learned if I never can love what I see in the glass, then the past’ll just own me,
- Self hate was a mask that I wore like it fit, but it ripped and it left me so lonely.
- So slowly, I practice acceptance, reflection’s no longer an enemy,
- Perfection’s a fiction, but growth is a truth, and the proof is the peace in my energy.
- I been breathin’ in patience, releasin’ the weight that was breakin’ my core,
- Every flaw is a flame that can shape me, not chain me, I’m claimin’ my worth even more.
- ‘Cause love ain’t complete ‘til it circles within, not just given from people above,
- I’m learnin’ to sit with the silence inside me and call it a version of love.
- Now I lace up my burdens with purpose, I surface,
- my verses are proof that I heal,
- Every circuit that’s hurtin’ and burnin’ still turnin’—I’m learnin’ that love is for real.
- So I seal up the letters I never could send, but I send ‘em in rhythm instead,
- Love is the weapon, the lesson, the essence—protectin’ the mind from the dread.
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