By -my friend Jon part. 2

realised the fall and the climb was one of the same , remained headstrong off all side coming back to life reasonate sparks fly from 2 souls entwined , interpetation applied significantly describes the lives we didnt realise we had untill they past us in time. any and everything i said i would give I did including holding back my hand from revenge admitting my mistakes trying to grow as a man but my hell is always having my love for her thrown in path. steadily chasing my crazy see each step i take all these beautiful memories im facing , laced realities probable possibilities but ill never get used to or accept the bitter taste of the medicine im tasting my thoights give me the silent treatment lately but i fill the void with artistic abilities. rhythmic potion u know this poetry is potent captured whats been creating this closness so mynbroken wing is recovered if only for a moment forever a moment, butter fly wing....