Runnin' With Demons

Life's a crazy ride, man. You got your angels whisperin' in your ear, and then you got these other things lurkin' around the shadows. Sometimes, it feels like they're {right{ next to you, breathin' down your neck.

That's when you gotta make a choice: you can dance with 'em. I choose to {run with 'em|,ride with 'em|, embrace 'em|. Gotta keep movin', gotta keep shufflin', even when the shadow creatures are right behind you.

Diamonds & Despair

The glitter of a diamond is deceitful. It promises unwavering strength, yet within its depths lies a darkness, a hollow. Diamonds are extracted from the earth's veins, born of pressure and pain. Their lustrous glow is a cruel reminder of the despair that fuels their existence. We are drawn to their glamour, yet they mirror our own inner turmoil. Perhaps, in the end, diamonds are not a measure of love, but a manifestation of human anguish.

Monarch of the Steel Jungle

He commands with an unyielding fist. His kingdom is a city of glass, where greed fuels every stride. The masses are but pawns in his game, their destinies tossed aside like debris as he climbs to the top. He's a legend, a myth, whispered about in the alleys—The Concrete Jungle King.

Grindin' from the Bottom to the Summit

This ain't no fairy tale, fam. This show you here the proof of pure hustle. We talkin' 'bout climbin' outta the deep end, turnin' challenges into blessings. It ain't easy, no sir. There's gonna be obstacles in your path , but if you got that fire in your belly and the hunger for greatness, you can rise above. Remember, fam, it's all about keepin' your eyes on the prize .

• Trust the journey
• Surround yourself with good people
• Keep grindin', keep hustlin'

A code of silence

In the shadowy underbelly of any organization, a sinister code of silence often prevails. This unwritten law dictates that members must remain silent about wrongdoing. Fear of reprisal from fellow members, coupled with a sense of loyalty towards the group, enforces this deafening silence. As a result, accountability is often buried, allowing abuse to thrive.

Breaking this code can be dangerously perilous. Anyone who dare to speak out often face severe punishment, becoming pariahs themselves. This corrosive silence creates a climate of distrust where honesty is rare.

Trapped Inside, Shut Outside

The feeling of being locked in, trapped inside, imprisoned within can be suffocating, claustrophobic, overwhelming. It's a prison, cage, box of your own making, thoughts, reality. The walls close in, press down, constrict, and the air grows thick, becomes stagnant, feels heavy. You yearn to escape, break free, get out, but the door remains sealed, bars hold firm, lock refuses to budge.

Then there's the opposite: being locked out, shut outside, denied entry. The world beckons, teases, calls from just beyond your reach. You see the warmth, light, life inside, but you're excluded, separated, left behind. It can feel like a cold, lonely, desolate existence, isolated, abandoned, forgotten.

Both states mirror, reflect, share a sense of helplessness, powerlessness, resignation. They are limitations, boundaries, walls that prevent us from fully experiencing, connecting, participating in the world around us.