tribute

i wanna cry so bad
just shout out in pain
its not the same since you left
still tryin 2 catch my breath
stop by 2 day 2 see whats good
lol but its the same isn't it?
or is it?
i feel that in a way you can still hear me
and i know you still look out 4 me
but not having you here
feel like a scar that'll never close
this unbearable loss
but if it is then why do i go on?
i know i'm not that strong
to lose my father figure
to the fuckin trigger
wasn't even tryin to live dat life
shit you gave it all up for moms
kick away those last few bricks
just to have her once again
to have us back in your life
now that's real love right there
in my eyes you gave up the good life
but was glad you was there to prove me wrong
you showed me exactly how a man suppose to be strong
not even your own but it didn't make a difference
and that what pains me cause i cant find that nigger
oh god please help me
so many tears i shed that day
to many still that have yet to even fall
how i wish i could knock back time
damn i wish that day would of gone different
it felt like da same ol same ol
how could we have known?
but you fought till the end
damn why i have to be there to witness your last breath
oh how sometimes i wish for death
DAMN IT IT'S NOT FARE
feel so fucking bare
you gave me back dat soldier mental
a fearless heart that knew and laughed at the dark
feeling like we could beat anything
THEN WHY THE FUCK DIDN'T WE WIN?
oh lord what does this mean?
so much love
so much joy
such a loss
so much pain
HOW THE FUCK DO I MAINTAIN?
i know its not just me or the fam
lots of people have the same type situation
and i have no problem with comforting them
BUT WHERE THE FUCK IS MINE?
YEA I KNOW A MAN AIN'T SUPPOSE TO CRY
BUT FUCK THAT SHIT
TEARS AND PAIN OF A THUG
LOOK INTO THIS BURNING SOUL
I DON'T KNOW HOW I DO IT
FUCK I DON'T WANNA GO ON
BUT WHY? WHY THE FUCK DO I?
WHAT IS IT THAT I LIVE FOR?
i mean the fam is here
but what else?
damn i wish you was here
light a blunt
laugh a a lot
watch the dogs act dump
heh
man the fun
but i'ma try
naw scratch that i'ma do my best
im figure out why
i'm a soldier
and to be anything else
would be a disgrace to your memory
1 love and you know that's real
i'm a soldier till the end
here goes to meetin you lata on
no goodbye but a see you lata
and this time i'ma bring the dutch ;)
In Loving Memory of my mentor, friend, father, and fellow soldier (military,street, and spiritual)
Aaron Lee Taylor.