🖋️Breathing Room

The Triumphant, Tortured Artist,
Carving

Concepts
Way too complex
To be outta context
If you can comprehend
Where they started

Starving
Yet Brighter than the stars is
A Brilliance Beyond the Darkness

That’s what my heart is
But its

Suffocating

The time is now why suffer waiting
Life is art, and few study painting
Lack of patience

Or they, found their brush, then misplaced it
Now they back to the basics

Heavy Heart Cause
The world couldn’t break it

Fire Stone Soul Cause
the cold couldn’t take it

Allahu Akbar
History in the Making

Maybe that’s why they claws
Keep reaching for my flaws


Like notes that sting
As they ring
Toward the roof of the music hall
I maintain through the pain, one for all
Tell’em I’m changed
Trying to avoid a total recall

But the right spark
Can turn me into methanol
Plus I’m wicked with a wrecking ball
No stepping off
Too close to chaos, to embrace the law
So is there a method to the madness

Nah

You just running in place
Or damned without delay
If you rushing for the day
That you can celebrate my fall

That’ll be the day I

Skydive with no suite
Still breathing in need of room
The Jumper

Some say I’m doomed
Cause I’m careless and consumed
By a wild life yet well groomed
Cause appearance matter

But the inside does too

It’s with such insight that I move
Jellyfish smooth
Through the devil’s cesspool

Subconscious swag
So I’m simply true
Can look evil in its eyes and say, I own you

No doubt
Cause I ain’t sold out
My heart puts the gold in my mouth
While my mind puts gold in my house

I’m searching for more
Than the needle in the haystack
I always wanted to say that
But you can say that

A nation
Tried to take my voice

Before I could speak out
I had to learn to rejoice

So facing a world of ill will
I made the choice

To be me

Under the impression
That that would allow me
To be free

To finally fly

And I did

Still I rise

Perseverance
Became my niche

Imagine, A Poet
Trying to write a pitch
All along, unsure if
My art, could support my kids
Gave all I have to give
To this

Then
Ascension
And Ambition
Became a Business
And I became Eccentric
Conscious, crunching digits

Homeless Genius
What a Misfit

Bandwagon
I missed it

Distant

An Einstein, with style
But should probably be
At a board meeting right now

Then again
With me
And the people
It’s like my boards meeting
Right now
No pawns just potentials
With their power on the prowl
Prospects, Vanguards and Crowns
Camelot
Then and now
Man woman and child
Resonate with me for awhile

But that invitations only if you feel the same

Cause on rainy days
The clouds hate
Can suffocate

So many winds
Moving with the earth’s trends
A try to tell you that you are what you ain’t
Judged before some even know your name

Mine is Golden

But whatever you call me
It’s all the same

Not Guilty

But isn’t innocence insane
Or is my blessing
Of imperfect perfection
Expressed in the text of my name

Back in the water

I swim for the day
I can help you have a self-revelation so great
It’ll be as if Atlantis, has been reclaimed
The truth is what separates the real from the fake
So regardless of the rain
I’m a fly, because I refuse to feel its shame

That’s why till this day
I stay focused on the sun rays

I can’t breath
that’s what some say
And once upon a time
I was that way
But I Realized
That I was in a Breathing Tomb
A Soul in search of Breathing Room

Then I opened the Lid

Okay
I can breath
I can see
Now see me
Because I see you

We Equals
Si mon I hablo the Truth

And if you can’t see it
Please believe it
Cause we all in need
Of a breath or two
And I’m trying to give breath to you

In hell (inhale)
To bring the heavenly through

Your Brother in Love and Truth
Rakeem G. Rivers
The Riverside Alchemist