pain is weakness leaving the body
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IP:
basically she say to me, playfully, Satanly
that she get on her knees for some guy when she used to just pray for me
but hey, it's still a good day, it's cool like a winter breeze
my head runnin a thousand miles an hour, my heart negative ten degrees
but i feel that shit thawin, and not from me gettin hot
i'm over it like a bridge, or like the kids had started kickin pot
to the curb this is the sweetest herb, this home grown recipe
that murdered lovers for years and now it's infected me
but the same can be put in capsule form, a hard pill to swallow
but gettin rid of the bullshit means a better smellin tomorrow...
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"I don't want to be deep... I want to feel deep and use that feeling to express depth itself..."
-Konchance
my poetry:
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