Devin ~ Bold
Fanthom This ~ Italics
"The Bad"
Vision locked out the window, reflection shows marijuanas effects....
On the phone with my love, mind gone off, mumbling takes over my dialect...
Hours fly by as if the clock were being thrown in my direction...
Temperatures change as times goes on, my mood goes to intrigue from affection...
Box of Sominex opened, bottle cap popped but the bottle appears empty...
Her words keep me awake and angry, I downed 12 when 3 would have been plenty...
Not an ounce of drowsiness, intoxication got me wired like caffeine...
Watch as dry night air becomes moist morning aroma, its the most unique thing i've ever seen...
5 AM hits and news broadcast says its a cool 69 degrees w/ a mild breeze...
Morning symphony as cars creep past and harmony of birds chyming in the trees...
Being stoned has led me to realize one of lifes amazing features that behold...
Stare around, eyes half wide, all is dry except the grass is sparkling bold...
Leafe peddles bent down overweighted by dozens of water drops...
Appears as resemblance of past showers, but no moisture to be found on street tops...
"The Good"
Bed Wet With Sweat Seems As If I've Awakin Just Before Meeting The Ground,
The Light Damaging My Eyes Visulizing The Surrounding As Im Peaking Around,
Strike The Alarm Clock Time Catchin The Corner Of My Eye And To My Suprise,
It Was Noon Get Up Turn On A Cartoon Its Amazing How My Life Has Not Dealed Out Lies
Cant Touch On Last Night And For Some Odd Reason It Seems To Not To Matter to Me
Open The Front Door, Look At All The People That Know There Poor, That, Im Glad To See
Perfect Circles Of Water Layin On Leaves And Dirt God's Metaphor Showin Use He Sees us Hurt
He's Sayin The Good Is On The Great And Bad, This Makes Me Glad Cause I Believe Its Worth
Dieing For The Oppertunity To Rest In Heaven i Feel For The Kids That Felt Death At Seven
Kids Walkin Appearin As Clones, With No Homes One Sin Away From Bein Kept From Heaven
So I Say No Matter The Drama In Your Day Dont Try To Get Away Face It Like A Man
Just Be Yourself And If Needed Ask For Help be Like Me I Just Be Me I Never Fake Who I Am
"Together"
Its Humoris How You Never See Them Fallin But They Alwas Appear
On The Ground Never Makin A Sound But Still There Alwas There
This day to day change but yet always appears to be the same...
This never fails to perplex me in the fullest, and will be forever scared to my brain..
One Said Do Whats Right The Other Said Do What You Want Who's Stopin You
And All These Completly Oppisite Lifes Have Been Caught In A Drop Of Dew
Dew Drops