Tramplin' With Demons
Life's a wild ride, man. You got your angels whisperin' in your ear, and then you got these other things lurkin' around the shadows. Sometimes, it feels like they're {right{ next to you, breathin' down your neck.
That's when you gotta make a choice: you can run from 'em. I choose to {run with 'em|,ride with 'em|, embrace 'em|. Gotta keep movin', gotta keep rollin', even when the demons are right behind you.
Diamonds & Despair
The glitter of a diamond is luring. It promises lasting love, yet within its depths lies a darkness, a hollow. Diamonds are extracted from the earth's veins, born of pressure and pain. Their beauty is a cruel illusion of the despair that feeds their existence. We are drawn to their allure, yet they symbolize our own inner darkness. Perhaps, in the end, diamonds are not a reflection of love, but a embodiment of human anguish.
Monarch of the Concrete Jungle
He masters with an adamant fist. His throne is a city of stone, where greed dictates every move. The common man are but pawns in his game, their destinies tossed aside like debris as he climbs to the peak. He's a legend, a vision, whispered about in the backstreets—The Concrete Jungle King.
Risin' Above the Struggle
This ain't no fairy tale, fam. This is a story of pure hustle. We talkin' 'bout climbin' outta the trenches, turnin' hardships into victories. It ain't easy, no sir. There's gonna be blood sweat and tears , but if you got that fire in your belly and the willpower to succeed, you can reach the top. Remember, fam, it's all about never givin' up .
- Believe in your dreams
- Find your tribe
- Never settle, always strive
An impenetrable code of silence
In the shadowy underbelly of certain professions, a troubling code of silence often prevails. This unwritten law dictates that members should remain silent about injustices. Fear of reprisal from fellow members, coupled with a sense of loyalty and the group, upholds this unbreakable silence. As a result, justice is often obscured, allowing corruption to thrive.
Breaking this code can be extremely perilous. Individuals dare to speak out often face isolation, becoming targets themselves. This pervasive silence creates a climate of distrust where open communication is nonexistent.
Locked In, Locked Out
The feeling of being locked in, trapped inside, imprisoned within can be suffocating, claustrophobic, overwhelming. It's a here prison, cage, box of your own making, thoughts, reality. The walls close in, press down, constrict, and the air grows thick, becomes stagnant, feels heavy. You yearn to escape, break free, get out, but the door remains sealed, bars hold firm, lock refuses to budge.
Then there's the opposite: being locked out, shut outside, denied entry. The world beckons, teases, calls from just beyond your reach. You see the warmth, light, life inside, but you're excluded, separated, left behind. It can feel like a cold, lonely, desolate existence, isolated, abandoned, forgotten.
Both states mirror, reflect, share a sense of helplessness, powerlessness, resignation. They are limitations, boundaries, walls that prevent us from fully experiencing, connecting, participating in the world around us.