Dont Trip
Be calm. Relax
I told myself as i sat, between a rock and a hard place and had been there all day
Should i fall face first into a brick wall
Or do what i need to do, and the bull-
Leave it all. Freedom calls
Im needin yall to freeze/applaud/but please pause until hes appauled
And shes dumbfounded
I need to fall to free the cause
And effect of sex, drugs, and alcohol.
Withdraw, relax, remove, return
My words are hot, its simple move or burn
Rather, feel the burn
That i feel through words, i curse, i dont
Do i sound absurd?
Obviously we all do, we all have weight on our shoulders
Not paying attention to the shallow floors we fall through, God caught you. But you can never notice, because i cant either.
It sucks, it stinks
The funk the lust- the stench of hate,
The strong the weak the proud the fake- the real
Is unreal, when reality is near
I mean far because why dream if you are who you are!
At least i know who I am,
A small man with a boxer, i named Tyson,
My friend. Maybe the realest ever, but ive lost him now so minutes are like forever.
my endeavors fightin against lightening- as it strikes him, i mean me
Lived life cleverly
Held it all in- but now i'm set to speak
Ill take a leap of faith.
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