Put your palm in mine
Grip tight go with me on this journey in my mind

Look at all the years spent wasted
Heart breaks, look at all the tears Ive tasted
Lets just face it

More afraid now than I was then
Laying across my bed bumping R.Kells homie lover friend
How can I pretend

That's not what I need
Holding your hand ready to take this lead
My heart and soul bleed

For more than just a pen, pad and mics
It bleeds to hold you in my arms during stormy nights
Turn off the lights

Light a candle
Here put my milli on the shelf just grip it by the handle
My heart been dismantled

Hope you can work a sewing kit
Might take more than needle an threads to get this heart fixed

But **** it,suck it up like a man
Just hope soon you will understand
I got to be careful when I travel this land
That's why my arm out just for you to take my hand.......

Awesome write..

WONDERFUL

Thank you all!

Hey there R-Man,,very cool write and thoughts,,,,

Fears and tears,,for so many years,
I've learned they won't stop.
Even through drinking a hundred beers.
I say Ladies PLEASE,,help him shift his gears...

Hope to read some more of your work man,,and glad to see you here..