people bitch that i mess around to much and dont do enough open mics so dont sleep on this. i put alot of thought into this.

shit gets deep in New Mex. streets so I never speak/
lay with my eyes closed but my mind never sleeps/
I seek knowledge of the great ones, somebody notice me/
it seems my depiction’s of life reflect street poetry/
what came to be of me and my life’s sacrifices/
I took the wrong turn now I’m laying dead lifeless/
forget the niceness my life tied with insecurity/
the purity is gone now I’m trapped in obscurity/
I sure to be another lost soul stuck in the twilight/
my souls is a bright light eclipsed by my dark life/
for everything I do right there seems to be 20 wrongs/
now my light is gone I hear the whispers of the sirens songs/
I’m lead along a path laying adjacent to death/
looking down on my self as my ancestors wept/
long kept secretes flash deep across my iris/
in a flash of light I return to life like Jesus Christ did/
I seen the crisis of my life and now I want some changes/
the dangerous life I lead only marks how deep my pain gets/