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The Urban streetlights
In the dead of the morning
2:30 i'm without sleep
I hold the sandman captive
Elude the R.E.M. Deep
Such a lonely peace
So many thoughts creep
Think about where i'm at in my life
I have to dam the rising weep
Suck it up and be a man like I've been told
My girl no longer wants to hear my woes
Only God knows how humble i've become
I'm here and willing, know you have more work
In the darkness sometimes I hurt, Find Joy in the day
Hope in the morning, Got to find a way
The dead of night I sit here and think of all my plights
As I write in my apartment
Bathed in the urban streetlights.
Illuminate me in your amber warm
At night it's so calm with your light night don't seem long
A poet becoming strong I know I did some wrongs
Ask God to forgive me in the cusp of dawn
My trust in you not gone, In this dusk this storm
Harnessing my love at a time lust can be born
Torn between right and wrong, In the middle I don't belong
We all have to choose a side, our evils we can't mourn
Born is a new wisdom newly evolved eyes
When Tears are beyond sound he hears our cries
Disguise it in pride, but we can not hide
Insides inenvitablely tell the truth and don't lie
I'm just a vulnerable guy writing his story in blackness though
The street beacons allow me to write in this Golden glow.
P.O.P.
