My Big Life Poem by Shyn Joseph

Yeah,
it's been long, there is this paper blank
every time I see I wish I write about my life
the themes I wore on the feats of life
to make, to take, to get - the same life

I had this
life and the wounds, open and bleeding
with no choice inside me to make it healing
stand in the pendent striving in strife
to last, to live, to die - this life

God,
you been knowing me since I born
been helping me at times when ‘em torn
not to take things granted and handed
a body, a heart, a soul - to live my life

Hey you,
know I want to have the life you were talking
making every ticking glad and never thinking
what happened in life I know cuz you swig in
never cried but the memory eventually hating

Yeah...
the paper still blank
outflanking my time to get my back
nothing could i do to take the track n comeback
but, to be in love with this beautiful crack in life!