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March 31, 2026

Rebuilding through the pain

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I can’t help myself I think I need some help Ironically that was the line I heard after being inspired with a song named DRUGs Another ironic moment in this roller coaster of life Stumbled on Big L late Which is great cause I’m through breaking laws Far from the “woke” rap Labeled pessimistic until my words manifest A shitty situation equally as ugly as my words That’s when they are shook not knowing Sometimes I feel like running But I haven’t done that in close to 33 years Which is crazy to even think Back when I used to hide the drugs Inside the shared room that was handed down From the outside looking an oxymoron From the inside out a genius on his last life Which reminds me of remorse But I got to live for the ones who don’t anymore Scarred by the sights as a little kid Used to be against what I became But in this world if you’ve got money Then how could you be lame? What a damn shame getting passed Controlling myself to focus on preparing For what’s inevitable While it might sound dark These thoughts are what keep me sparked I got some pain that no pill could heal Disposing disposables without a single charge It’s like all my biggest fears are at large Tired of running in place at a losers pace I let my self fall so low Until there was no option left But to hit the ground Feeling more useless Than a pitcher with no strikes at the mound They don’t realize - I’m fielding too 2 outs and Octavio’s down by one Jose has been in the way my whole life Whether we’re talking him or my own vice I did not think once How could I have thought twice? Working on being more consistent Cause I got to get these thoughts out No time to measure Leave it up to the third eyeball Criminalizing myself with these thoughts Starting to think there may not be better days Protecting my peace at all cost Because it’s worth way more than what I’ve lost Some losses caused my peace to unease Can’t help but feel leashed in the rat race Unable to disguise my disgust Trust less but trustworthy Afraid to father based of before my father Or my mothers father Had to piece together the stories Fragmented families like the world Before the breakup ; I need some facts Using words to distract myself from the 1st line In due time I’ll leave but for now Phoenix is my safe haven Saw a different side of life Which honestly changed my perspective But they see the same side of me The person I had to be With the resources and adults fueling me Always been steps ahead Which frustrates them while trying to school me Fooling themselves trying to fool me Playing dumb and quiet Understanding I’ve got to be the source Of positivity I wish to see History leaving repeating patterns Obviously this wasn’t for the weak or meek With no ambition to relentlessly seek A better place for all Problems on our own soil Yet our priority is their oil Blinded by belief I know some who lost their life for less Distress is my mistress Creating Clouded thoughts That Fogged visions of reality Failing to achieve, mental peace Sometimes I wonder why me? But that’s just how it be I’m just trying to do what the fuck I want to Help the people without judgement Whether your a fiend or a doc Your prescribing something im not Its funny to me that once they see Taxing illicit commodities to correct the deficit Changing laws in their favor Left by the unadapted mind But that’s not my kind Neither left or right Up and down it’s like I never fit in Expanding the mindset Not defending any territory As if we aren’t all mankind I give it like I’ve got it With ambition to make it back Thoughts have been bottled up Flooding these notes Canceling all noise to the max Starting to feel like I’ve used too much time Chained myself to a salary Minimal fruits ; absolutely no vegetables I haven’t even tried celery Damn I’ve been so couped up Been socially distant my whole life Sometimes I feel like the world is catching up Fell far behind but never rested in the lead Trying to go from donkey to a noble steed But insecurities and greed block the path They see Blood tainted with brown heritage which has been my biggest blessing On my own path ; no need for contesting Rather be wrong than have to prove I’m right Trading instant gratification For complete soul unification Saving 100 for real life situation Learned to hit the gas fast But not that you need to brake Don’t see it as weakness Everyone needs a break
— Octavio
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