My Lungs have collapsed five times. One at a time, thankfully. They have done corrective surgery on both. But, there is still a chance they can both go down at once. And it scares me. I have just gotten to the point in my life where I have a great job. Now I’m set back yet again. All I want is to live a normal life without the fear of the inevitable. So I try each day to do my best. Be the best possible me. Never take life for granted. Those are places they went in this last time. The side of my rib cage, 4 new scars. 12 total. I’ve been fighting for a normal life and I will never give up. They said it won’t be easy. But god damn if I will just give up. I will do whatever treatments that are necessary. I just want to be me in the end.
****This is an old collab done with none other than TheVagabondKing, before he was Therealvagabondking! lol. Anyways it was a rough piece written very fast. But, a very fun experience.
This is a story about a boy named Johnny,
Who lived outside the law.
He walked the town of Nashaw, Virgina
Lookin’ for a nightly brawl.
The townsfolk they all feared him.
For many a man had lost,
When they accepted the dead mans challenge,
Who lived outside the law.
Now Johnny you see, he never
meant to bother the damned ol’ law,
he just knew what he wanted,
and most of the time they
were things he couldn’t have,
so he took em’,
And left a many man for dead.
He got bored one day,
walked through the valley of death,
spitting chew and cussing at God,
but no one got in Johnny’s way,
except the man in blue.
“Now you never fucking
cared,” said Johnny,
“Bout a damn thing i
ever said”
That man he just stared back,
And said “boy don’t you see the way“,
Johnny replied
“Man, you aint never been here
You spit on my mamas grave.”
So off walked Johnny,
Breathing in his sins,
He walked straight through
Hells own fire. He walked
out a more dangerous man.
Johnny didn’t see
the car parked to the side,
watching his every move
and just like that,
Johnny shot off his gun
the gun fire sounded like
thunder, but rain did not fall
just fire and lead and a police chase
till Johnny was gunned down dead.
Dreaming again of endless space. Drifting through the realms of the forgotten. Holding onto my mortal soul, as the hands of the lonely gently grab a hold of what’s left of my sanity. Stars collide in the distance, lighting this haunting path. Though in choosing to follow, beginning to fade is my troubled past. Always the same crossroads appear. Leaving the decision to a lost and chaotic mind. To go back to all that do love me, or to give into the secrets of time. Alluring as it is, I’m just not ready, to fully let go if all I know. So slowly I drift back into uncertain reality, as the sands begin to fall through my waking hands.
Today is a day of memory and respect. Honoring those who have fallen. Not only those who have given their lives in battle. Also those who have lived beyond their service. Every man and woman who lies at peace in their grave. It is for all who have fought, and are now at rest. While some of you are stoked to have a day off work and are happily drinkingthe day away, Remember what this day is about. All that they gave to make your life possible. I also thank those who are still fighting. The active duty and the veterans. Because one day, you will be remembered for what you gave to this country. To my brother Jesse, as I write you walk the soil of war soaked land. I pray for your safe return. To Jeremy, I did not know you well, but seeing the love your family had for you is something I will never forget. May you rest in peace, and know, you made a difference. To my uncle d, grandpa Reese, I love you and we are blessed to have you still with us today. Bless the united states military. May the fallen rest easily in the warmth of paradise.
Love etched into crumbling pavement. Forever is what it brings. Blossoming in the coldest depths of winter, as it thrives into the warmest days of spring. Hand in hand we walk this world together, always our heads will be held high. And when the end seems to become near, it is then our love will be carried into the sky.
At least my someone will always find me beautiful. This is a small portion of the places they went in. The bandage below has a few days on still. Curious to see wtf they did under there. At least I’m home and alive. Just need to focus on finding a desk job within my company. My building days are over for a while. I hope everyone is well. Throughout all this I’ve learned to appreciate life and love and family even more so. Never give up.
Tempus omnia revelat
Hiking trail in de Luz, California.
Pain is unbearable sometimes. Makes forgetting it all, for even just a few moments, impossible. I just want one night to forget it all.
Though really, your arms around me, were all I needed to take me here. Back to the place where I feel no fears. Just love warming every part of my soul. As the wounds on my body, finally can begin to heal. I’m so happy to be home.
Finally cut it. Not sure why I look scared lol.
