Time to rise

Heard the shot, began the race,
thought she had a chance to... forgive herself.
At some point, the meanings changed.
She was left with too much weight to bear.
Her thoughts evolved too fuckin' fast.
Her mind started to lose track.
She was running towards "faith"
but forgot about herself.
Too much pain to "interact", mom.
Too afraid to see the facts.
Not defeated, but quite there.
And too sure "it wasn't fair"
The sun's rays created shadows
she could not afford to see.
So she run from her own sorrow
till her essence couldn't breathe.
At night she would close her eyes,
but the image wouldn't fade
her soul was too fuckin' naked
to pretend she hadn't failed.
well...
you cannot be proud and escape from time...
,,, conscience can get loud... and the reasons... lame.
So it's time to rise for the 100th time.
Guess it's a matter of not giving up.
thought she had a chance to... forgive herself.
At some point, the meanings changed.
She was left with too much weight to bear.
Her thoughts evolved too fuckin' fast.
Her mind started to lose track.
She was running towards "faith"
but forgot about herself.
Too much pain to "interact", mom.
Too afraid to see the facts.
Not defeated, but quite there.
And too sure "it wasn't fair"
The sun's rays created shadows
she could not afford to see.
So she run from her own sorrow
till her essence couldn't breathe.
At night she would close her eyes,
but the image wouldn't fade
her soul was too fuckin' naked
to pretend she hadn't failed.
well...
you cannot be proud and escape from time...
,,, conscience can get loud... and the reasons... lame.
So it's time to rise for the 100th time.
Guess it's a matter of not giving up.
"The joke in your language won't come out the same" (Tom Petty)
I'm no dude! Dudette!
I'm no dude! Dudette!
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I see the path and understand,
before I start I must get up.
Gather strength, to be that light... again.
Swallow my breath ...... and rise.
I've seen the darkness,
The absence of a door.
The white ceiling,
the blank space in my soul.
I've knelt and felt silence.
I've felt that I wasn't invited.
I've found a truth of my own,
learned the lesson from the elm....
and so on
It's time to fight,
get the job done.
It's time to realize.........
time to forgive my past.
It's time to surface, to shine that light.
I chose to feel what I'm about.
I just thank... music.
I'm no dude! Dudette!