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Max Vale Nov 2017
Life is about walking,
Not always in a straight line.
But always pushing,
The limits of your time.

Most people run,
From the wolves.
Most people hide,
From the toughs.

However life give us an option,
To take or challenge this alone.
Thanks to other's collaboration,
May we triumph over this cyclone.

No matter the winded paths,
No matter the unforgiving hearts.
May the path give birth,
To those long forgotten laughs.

So let's reach out to those in need,
And warm those hearts of stone.
Whatever this life heeds,
Remember you are never alone.
Max Vale Oct 2017
Everybody gets lost sometimes,
Its part of life.
Everybody gets hurt sometimes,
No one can run or hide.

From those troubles,
problems and obstacles.
You have to face them on your own,
Don't be afraid of what you don't know.

And if you're ever afraid,
scared or terrified.
Come back another day,
The boat's always ready for a ride.

You were made weak,
Its OK to cry and run away.
Just make sure you learn,
And return again some day.

The Ocean is vast,
The Forest is never-ending,
The Moon is far,
And the path is always winding.

However the view from the mountain,
Will broaden your horizons.
At the end of your journey,
*You Can Go Further
I learn **** from life, Thanks life i guess
Max Vale Mar 2017
You don't need me
No you really don't.
You'll be fine on your own,
So its fine, let me go.
Max Vale Mar 2022
So I'll stay young,
I guess I'll be free.
Sitting around drunk whilst,
People are getting their college degrees.

So I'll stay young,
Everybody's finding love.
They've all got homes,
While I'm still sleeping rough.

So I'll stay young,
The years they roll on by.
Everyone has kids,
And a nine to five.

So I'll stay young,
Everybody's getting old.
Weighted blankets,
So they don't get cold.

So I'm still young,
Never got the chance to live.
Why did I choose this,
When I had so much to give?
Growing old is mandatory, growing up is optional
Max Vale Dec 2024
Check my heart,
Check my pulse,
Is it still beating?

I'm too deep,
And I don't know,
Am I still breathing?

Check my head,
Am I dead?
Or am I still living?

Do they know?
Where I've gone?
How long am I missing?

Check my soul,
See my bones,
Am I a zombie?

Take me home,
Where do I go?
Do they still love me?

— The End —