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How Did I Make It Here?
A reflection on clearer skies, the road behind us, and the work of becoming a better version of ourselves.
Author · Nick DuranLanguage · EnglishStatus · Featured
How did I make it here? it's like the gloomy skies are gone,
all i see is a sky so clear
riding without musketeers seers of the truth we ain't tryna damage the youth , just waiting for the day that i could shoot some basketball while improving myself as a man to lay something down in the booth
The fruit of my labor is the peace on my mind
whenever I dream I try not to go blind
So I could see the version I wanna be and figure out how to align
I miss my mother yet I had no brother so I'm still working through resentments on how she likes to smother
It feels superficial now that I'm gone but sometimes I wonder
How it would've been having someone to talk to all those depressing summers
While I was taking out the trash to the dumpsters,
The priveleged kids used to travel with their lovers
My dad would be on top of me for school work every year
He believed I could be somebody even when I couldn't see it clear
He attended all my basketball games and even trained with me
that's why I couldn't wrap my head around it when my mom treated him shitty
I still don't, but at least he told me to go to meetings with him
At age 15 I got clean for the first time and ran a 5 minute mile
Got a scholarship and got away from public education for a while
I'm still sad my mom couldn't get that citizenship
She Stayed in the marriage but if she could've she would've divorced him
I'm glad she stayed though even though she never saw me play
It served as a reflection for the dynamics I live today
Some like to hover over me but to my truest sentiments never give the time of day
and others can see the dishonesty so just sit back and pray
I used to feel lonely until I got set free from self pity
it was like cutting broken wires out from my anatomy
last night was a bad one I mentally relapsed into thinking a pornstar and I could be
I'm delusional when I get no sleep, thinking those who pass by actually care
but in the end my emotions only hurt me.