Dapper The Poet

Life is a parable, amidst the road to life, life seemed to punch me hard, When I  tried walking forward, the ground was too slippery and made me fall backwards. And when I tend to rise, it was all over misty, and so, my vision wasn't that good. I made a choice to be a runaway, hitting the road even when I wasn't supposed to, Crowded by emotions, slowly, with open scars, not even my skin could get hold of my shit. And so, I looked up to pull a fight for another day, I was shattered, buried in an asylum of destruction,  depressed, dumb and broke, I was young but already aging, in the midst of the night, I was that son of fate who was writing his will. Shattered, a life that was scribbled inside out, at no point was I able to account for where I was coming and where I was headed. But every time I put my hand on my chest, the heart beat ignited a larger than life attitude. Just then, when I was headed to death valley, ready to let it burn, Yes, a she came al...