Breaking through .

Breaking through.

by Keyona Green.


i paint pictures with eyes//
write words with my mind//
writings on my wall have you mezmerized.//
i dream masterpieces that you swear thats alive.//
everything i see, is neither editited or revised.//
so real you can since them breathing//
monsters in the past that will never be leaving//
cuz in the long run they dont say word//
just remind you of a time//
that stays in your mind//
of when you wanted to escape reality and fly//
so far away that you swim into another day//
of drama thats never stays behind//
makes you wanna go back into time //
and wish life would rewind.//
but now all you can do is dream //
and wish it'll fast foward but it seems like
itll never be over.//
but this is the life i chose//
now my skin is exposed//
but if you could soar above this
you can soar above anything//
cuz everything happens for a reason
then what is the purpose//
to have all this weight on your shoulders//
when you feel like your gonna give up//
because you had enough.//
times are getting rough //
i wish someone could unlock these chains//
and set me free, but all that remains //
is the same lock//
with the same key//
if i change how i live, and breathe then indeed//
i can break the lock//
but all i need to break it is me.//
cutting off ties//
tightening up holes//
to much drama and moles//
but imma make it disappear//
while staring in my mirror//
trying to find me//
to many images i see//
my lifes gonna kindled//
if i dont send these monsters through the darkness of my window//