Dealing with a terminal Mother was one of the hardest things I have ever dealt with. I learned more about what it means to live without excuses and always stand up through her hardship. Wanting to honer her Legacy
Clenching something, anything to bring a sense of balance. To stand tall, to prove you never failed to keep my mind right. She said, "My body is weak, but my will can overcome. Will can light a revolution." Never let them see the cracks in your resolve or a sign of weaknesses. Innocence of a lost boy, what is youth but a time to learn what it means to be a man? To fear nothing at all. So called family, now called enemies, blood bastardized by grief. Poured out, bled dry for what? To raise the dead or move mountains? Or just to run a life into the ground and put an end to every thought of a life fulfilled? Where is the joy? I am calling for it through the noise, longing to hear that voice just one more time. But if it never comes, I will always feel like that boy from nowhere trapped in time without a home. Pulling teeth in search of answers, but on my own there are none to be found. Rain down guidance and wisdom, I'm still searching for answers. I need some peace. Show me a glimpse of the brighter side of me, but if darkness is my season, please strengthen my bones to withstand the loss.
released December 6, 2018
Joshua Barbee and Revisionist