Open Mic: Our Letters

This is a old collab I did with the homie endsane.
Its pretty personal for both of us.
Hope ya'll enjoy.

(And yeah my writing was a little different back then)
First Verse:EndSane
Second Verse:RedNosePit



Dear Destiny,

If I could turn the hourglass backward Id have my hands in the sand
Even though the cascade of events made me the man that I am
I stand in your plans waiting for family and friends to wither away
Pulling me toward my journey with the way the vigor was paved
Like a light you flickered and came; now I sit in your memory
Dark room, a clutching coldness overwhelms any possible remedy
Im my own worst enemy and its hard to forget a blissful past
Yeah you felt like a brother, ode to just how much I missed your ass
But my mom always told me some people change for the worse
How grandma wanted a girl, before she was arranged in a hearse
I will never know how much it hurt cause I was fetal positioned
But I did see a man suffer in age because of all his evil intentions
My aunts needle incisions, another reason to run from the drugs
Or even my dads alcohol abuse I just couldn't succumb to its tug
Overcoming these bumps in the road may be scary to some
So I ask you where would I be if my mom didnt miscarry a son

Sincerely,
Lost Soul

     

Dear mom,

I've spent many sleepless nights in thought about the secret life
Aware of your two sides and your affair with the tweakers pipe
A smiling facade put on for the three kids, two tiring jobs to feed us
If only someone would have known you felt alone and defeated
A self loathe that depleted your motivation to strive and survive
The demon took you by stealth and a bunch of promises lied
A beaming omnious combination compiled eat your soul and pray
We grow out of the dysfunction that has stole our childhood away
Now that I'm grown and on my own I face some of the same battles
A bottle of poison moistens my insides and I feel my brain rattle
Just like you, I'm living and dying by my choices mimicking history
I'm starting to hear the same demon's voice and succombing to misery
It'll be life behind the bars of my own prison, no light among stars
I finally understand you loved us and just how right that you are
I can look through the past and the flaws of it all and laugh
All that really matters to me is you tried your best, that's all I can ask....

Your Son
With love

Appreciate the looks fam.

Dope!! Your boy can write, no doubt. His structure is kinda like the way I write - so was feelin that. But he ain't ere so lemme feed yours bro.

Started off sorta like ya boys verse, so it was good to see you able to carry on the scheme well, and you definitely did it justice. Loved your bar transitions - always makes for a nice smooth read when the preceding lines match nicely as far as schemes are concerned. What made your verse all the more impressive to me, is that it read like an ACTUAL letter. I see too many topical ideas that don't quite follow the original train of though, and end up goin off on a tangent. Yours didn't do that though, so I liked it for that, if nuttin else. The raw emotion shone through ere too and you finished it off nicely.
Really good job bro. I look forward to reading more from you.