Ridge Dillard

Human spirit
what can kill it?
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I drank so much
To drown my various pains
I fell in love and ran through the rain
I grew up a bit
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Be I the last man that stood?
Good
I will be the first man to speak
The first man to speak?
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There’s an itch
An eerie eagerness
To drown myself in my sorrows
Hold myself under the waves
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This is the age of misinformation

Mental segregation
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Sweet scents are all that escape America

Daises and roses fill the air
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I believe more in Allah, Jah, and Buddah
Than Peter, Paul, or John
Solomon, David, Or Malachi
Who has my back? I and I
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Marriage Ruined
Butcher knife to the abusive husband

Thought he was in charge
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I’d rather die

Than live one more “Free” day
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I feel like crying out
But there’s no one left to cry to
At least not since I lost you
Even though you’re insistent
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Friends found and friends lost
Hearts dedicated to a loving cause
I was nestled between
my desires and my values
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What is existence?
Memories and emotions
Dimwitted notions
Of affection
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Many memories in my mind
were forged by the doubt
felt in the moment
The refusal to own it
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Who got you where you are?
how did you come to lay your head
Upon The wisps up near The stars?
When did you break free fom somber reality?
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I sail the seven seas of sorrow
Upon rafts crafted from tears
Sliding through my aqueous prison
Burdened by the torturous mission
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I find solace in familiar sounds
Which pick me up when I fall down
Calms my soul when I’m astounded
By the ache and hurt I’ve found
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We are stuck in a cryptic haze
We are lodged in this endless Maze
We are living out the rest of our days
In the Devils fritz
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The months are long
And years eternal
When you live life
Day to day
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Have you ever experienced growing pains
So deep and rigid you feared
You’d go insane
You know my plight but not my name
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You’ve a roof over your head
Under which you break bread
and share the other comforts you have earned
From All the hours you have burned
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