For My Namesake

In and out of consciousness... or so it seems.
This life passes by, mostly seeming like a series of dreams.
My heart fills heavy when emotions flow deep.
Considering the profoundness of a single moment in time.
We have no choice when it comes to trying.
Life must be lived... like we are dying.

Pop said he cared about me. That's a real powerful word. Because so many spend so much time trying to get over, there is only so many you can control. Pray hard... pray harder... trust God... no more sorrow.

R.I.P
Big Art

-Billy Art