Derrick Gwynn

every day i look at the fear in other peoples eyes
none of them can come close to mine
fearing that every day my family might lose a life
knowing that i must survive
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I can see the people around me
and how they believe
there life will be
happy and free
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Down by the river is where i stand
im feeling left in the night
asking if this life
is what life is supposed to be like
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At the end of the fight
When your heart beats no more
You feel your soul crawl out of your body
And is released from your core
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You gave me shelter
when i was born.

when it was cold
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Have you ever had someone that's always had your back. You look over your shoulder and you look a little closer and huh, 'What' you realize all is fair. Love, war see maybe having my back is all I couldn't spare because everything behind me is all I couldn't see if I could see behind me I'd turn 360 degrees so everything in the back of my mind is all I couldn't reach. So to have my back is to have something I'm blinded to 'I can't do this' 'I'm trying to' (chuckle) 'Think of it like this' 'The truth only cost 2cents and I'm lying to you' does that mean by having my back you lowered my worth. Or maybe to have back was the truth so it hurts
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I have conquered many, the fallen, the risen all I have crossed paths with on my shadows expedition. The lost, who I have found, the dethroned, the crowned, a repeated sequence unbeaten, for eternity. Knowing all it would take was everything you were worth to me. The first the second, a curse who's been lifted though preferred to have been neglected. I'm not the best man though spiritually invested. Which pain do you prefer, why doesn't a sharpened blade simply observe when it a dull.
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My eyes shine when in the midst of a dangerous climax. Never in context. I wonder in which fire will I burn for progress. I understand this language. Anguish. Pleasure is pain, an open chest to be surveyn with no contestant. All is shown in five though my home is nine. All the pieces fall so frequently with a frozen spine. "Do I puzzle you". The curve the surge tho imperfect, beautiful.
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Does your aura show truth, I have lied to many. Pure intentions, to those I've lied to my times suspended. I never expected a long life. Wrong or right I fall so you can enjoy the songs of light. I seek peace like the black rose wishes to bleed or the Lilly wishes it could see any misconceptions of the concept of consequences. I have none my purpose was the sacrifice and only in death will I see the last of life. Dirt has more purpose than gold but not half the price. Your worth comes from what's not acted or sold but what you ask at night.- Dont Release
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Sleepless, Dreamless
my heart beats to the sequence of secrets. Life seems meaningless though it's meant to.my consciousness spins through the cylinders of a test tube. I miss this feeling of being held coreced the surprises the suspense to have someone to confide in.
im constrite to a subsided guide
Penalized for the lifeless pride
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What fears are you alone with
A soul tethered to its home with a stones grip. As I've grown through whirlwinds and cyclones uncontrolled my souls sick. A perfect memory, through life's test I've taken more steps than centipedes. A conquest compressed to free my solar plexus from unnatural tethering.
My needs
I have none
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Corpus
The more breaths I take it seems I know you less one day I'll be the descendant the ancestor you call to when the paths intercepted the last rejection the mask hiding everything but the past's confession "may I ask this question" "who are you" when you ask yourself who am I. The beginning of a class the text, an unwritten memoir. When the glass is halved and the only thing we have left is unseen. I'll speak through dreams. Hold your heals until you defeat me show you a lovers war can be the longest story never told but demeaning. I love choice, hope, and voice. You are mine.
Corpus
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I know our story. Worry, hardship, Fury. Worry it was all in vain gratuity to the ungracious till your all they'd claim a slain temple thoughts in pieces never at peace
trust me I miss you more through all the hardships, my life, it seems I just go along with staring at a open door. I'm worried you'll never see me. For who I am, for who I can be. Worry I lack sustenance, visions of the future the past fluctuates. The fury of a untampered temptation I feel the last never lasted separation I worry the heart will have no rhythm though I'll still draw breath my hardships will have no purpose and we'll always be disconnected I fear my worry my hardships my fury will be my consciousness's collective. Worry I'll never let it happen again an open mind a chosen soul when two spirits divide and nobody's home. I worry I'll lose myself and hardship and fury will erase the man who was new to himself.
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