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caught in a pain storm.....
y'all will hafta bear with me.... i gotta release my soul......
question 1: how much can one being take before they realise this ain't life. you're just being raped it seems that no matter where you turn, you're stuck with it like when a beautiful girl walks up and fronts here friggin digits you start off believing that this woman has it all together till you check her atmospheric pressure and see the fall in weather but you can't forget her, cuz by her side, life just seems better she got you feelin' poetic with every letter so you sweat her... buy her the world while you shop at wal mart back of ya mind telling you people think you're all heart (that's when the fall starts). the real you ain't even in the ballpark you can't take control of the game even if you called mark and you wondering how you got burned when at first it was all spark you calling her bitch and hoe now... but she should really be called smart..... you still there? question 2: this is the one i teach my lesson through people say you're a gift from God... but who's blessing you? you live ya whole life seeking out what is very best to do end up falling apart by 40, from all these people testing screws you stop contributing to ya life and invest in cess and brew thick back of ya mind telling you that ya sloppy ass is really a sexy new chick 5 o'clock shadows turn into a total eclipse forgetting times and dates. and all your life you were always knowing this shit find yourself in a bathroom corner with so many pills you've swollen ya lips playing polish roulette hoping there's an explosion after it clicks floating up to heaven, Jesus asks,"who's bastard is this?" what you think you can kill yourself and think He's just slappin' ya wrist? might be a nice day, and He sends you back... with a twist open your eyes to find you're a protozoa eating the crap of a fish.... my conclusion.... sometimes i like to sit and think what would've happened if i'd torn something i remember the placenta and afterbirth...seems like i was born running i free fall through abyss, damn taking a few steps before jumping seems like waking up on the right side just made me more grumpy you ain't a dummy, if you contemplate fate, then why create? if you were born of love then why the hell do we hate? 1&2 have the same answer, you just gotta finish your plate back of your mind is telling you some things you need ta debate human instinct is powerful...but habits? some need ta break early bird gets the worm....so i guess i'm fucking sleepin' late.... |
Damn.................i feel you man, i still dont think i ever woke up..but your descriptiveness and imagery is great, and when you get the worm man,dont let it go..1
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