Montana804 Poetry (2)

What you know about the struggle? Day in and day out,
look to the sky and hope the Lord can take the gray out.
I'm caught in the streets and I can't find my way out
turned to the Lord but I don't know what to pray bout.
I guess it's true, I never been religious
but I have cracked the book and read a couple Scriptures.
But I'm still lost to the meanings
far from the angels but I'm close to the demons.
My life is not typical
I talk to the dead and I walk with the spiritual,
I break bread with the criminals
graduated from soldier and moved up to general.
Its been a long road since my younger days
when I used be awakened by those hunger pangs.
But now I'm pushing twenty-four
and for my children's sake I pray I see twenty more.
Old friends new enemies
they all the same cause they wanna see the end of me
I'm stressed out so I'm blowing trees
pistol stay close I'm the last of a dying breed.

No matter the situation, the trials and the tribulations
you need me and I'll be there without seconds of hesitation
you're more than my inspiration and cause of my motivation,
you're daddy's little girl the reason behind my patience.
The moment that you were born
I held you close in my arms
I made a promise to never intentionally bring you harm.
Just thinking about you're smile could brighten my whole day
you inspired me to change and get rid of my old ways.
And I ain't saying that I'm perfect but Daddy trying his best
to get ahead but somehow they keep slowing my progress
its like they want me in the projects, selling these objects
like the negative effects don't weigh on my conscience.
I'm trying to set an example for you and your younger brother
in life you gonna make mistakes and at times we all struggle.
You my Babygirl forever let nothing tear us apart
through the darkest and the brightest forever you in my heart.