i look at the moon and i think of you
and everything that you do that helped guide me through
my lowest points when i couldn’t find a voice
and how to bring myself joy
and rejoice in all the beauty in life
through the hard times and the strife
it was always you that took the pressure off of the knife
that was pressed on my cold soul
you gave me a reason to be whole
and find the pieces puttin them back together to be better
than the original product
cause after all the time struck it filled my guts with this poison destroyin
my will to live you didn’t have much to give
but it was enough for me to step back from this cliff
that i imagined jumping off of
cause i couldn’t feel love without these damn drugs
my eyes were closed and you helped me get them open and dethaw what was made frozen
on my sorrows thinking how the time i borrowed wasnt worth the weight of the cargo
mileage isnt the only thing that determines how far the car goes
its about the ware and tare and how much care you give it
my paranoid figments of a delusional living
were giving my mental state an anxiety ridden existence
but you helped me weather the storm and perform at the level of a superstar in a uniform
freeing the chains that made me conform to the ideas that swarmed since i was born
to uncover the person that resided deep down inside that got dragged under by the tides
and pulled to the sea by the currents
encouraging me to branch out and flourish
nourishing the cuts and gashes that made me sting
making me realize i truly was a king
so im grateful for you making me love the things in which i was hateful balancing my imbalances to make me stable
so no matter where i am you always have a friend and when im gone dont cry cause one day well meet again
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