God bless the dead
Dont worry my brothers,
Save a spot for me cus I'll see you soon.
These thoughts and memories,
The dreams that consume.
Had me thinking on life, feel choked till I can't breathe.
Losing my people, blinded me to the better things in life I couldn't see.
Losing these people brought tremendous amounts of pain.
Moving on in life, till my heart froze and changed.
The only thing in life that's promised is death.
In these cold nights seeing the mist from my heartless breath.
We was young kings I remember our childhood dreams.
But you had to see god first, i wish you didn't have to go instead i wish it was me.
They say you live in the memories of those you leave behind.
I lost too many, I've wish not to count.
Struck with calamities time and time again.
I often wonder should I let people come close to me. I feel reservations which often leaves me in doubt.
Could I handle the feeling of loss?
When I've had to bury many family members and close friends.
Close friends more like my brothers.
That tore my soul, would it ever feel whole again?
I lost three to cancer
Four in car crashes
One in my arms.
Even though your spirits still here.
Yet those heart beats are now gone..
Young kings, remember our promise to each other.
We'll walk through life till our time comes for us to die.
Save a spot for me up in heaven.
I'll live with the memories of you all, till it's my time.
I'll see you soon....
Save a spot for me,
We'll reunite again
My thoughts and prayers with you always.
God please bless the dead