"My Story" I have a story to tell. It's overwhelming sadnesses! It was months before a suicide and years before the Staticness! Way before I hit the books And with rap, began to practice it! If I was destined for greatness I had to escape from lifes savages!!! Started writing how I felt A great way to purge madnesses! And I made a few dollars Went from floors to new mattresses But first... Josh bought an old microphone and we rapped where the addicts lived! 2 poor kids that used to play Making tapes full of lavish wits! So he caught the name Decibel and teased me about the static. That's where I got my name from and learned rap from the baddest!! So he would smoke and rip it until he bought an automatic. And him and Munky had a fight and he shot my brother in the attic. I couldnt cope with it... Josh was 14. It was a travesty! My momma started shooting up to escape her sons tragedy. ): I just wanted my brother back I wanted to rap & laugh with him. I miss arcades and going swimmin and the lessons bout women!! mom had enough and gave me up, Just another kid in the system Spent a lot of time in group homes My family gone and I missed em. ): Older kids would hurt me and used to beat me against walls Ill never forget the day Anthony fractured my jaw. I was 14 now. Me and Josh, same age. Except he was dead & Im running away! When the staff went to sleep I successfully escaped. And followed the Cumberland That night, I slept on the bank. Mom, Im coming home Ive waited years to see your face! But nobody ever told me Her new home was a grave. I bounced around Nashville Just a scrawny kid thats starvin So got a job at the kfc And chased dreams of an artist! Hung around with thugs And sold CDs out apartments Things were looking up Until depression hit hardest! I missed my mom. I was lost. So in dedication to her memory I enrolled in some classes And easily achieved the G.E.D! Now I'm 30 with an Associates degree and 2 beautiful kids. Kids that'll NEVER know hunger. Will never know pain. Will never have to fight this world alone. It doesnt matter where you came from. All that matters is where you go!! If you have dreams, no matter how big, you can achieve them! Be kind to each other because you never know when this life will end. My brother was killed on a day like today and my mother soon after. Hug your people tight! You dont get any final goodbyes in life. Those are done with ROSES, standing over graves RIP Deci 8/4/97 I love you bro. RIP momma I'm still trying. I'll see you guys soon.
This is beautifully written. I'm sorry for your loss. Sounds like they'll be forever alive in your memory and in your hearts. I'm sure they're watching over you, proud of the life you've made for yourself and your family in the face of adversity.
All good, guys. Thanks for reading. Life is only what we make it. Only wish more got to live it longer.
Beautiful words, Static. Your post is especially meaningful to me, as this month also marks the 3-year anniversary of my own brother's tragic death. It is true that no matter how much time passes, the loss remains with you. The best way to honor their memory is to strive to be the best we can be in our own lives, and it certainly sounds like you are doing that; I am sure your mother and brother are very proud of you and the way you keep their memories alive.
Sorry to hear that ): death always reminds of this quote, and from this quote, I draw solitude. "Cursed be the ground, for our sake. Both thorns and thistles shall it bring forth, for us, for out of the ground we were taken for the dust that we are... and to the dust we shall return."
Its been pretty good. Half expected a few trolls, but so far so good. People can still surprise us every day huh?
Gotta keep fighting no matter how hard they push us. Maybe I can inspire others the way yall inspire me.