Self Revival

Put your hand to your chest and press down. Turn the voltage up shout out "clear!" Check your vitals, nothing there. "We need oxygen my lungs aren't getting air!" Grab a mask before you relapse  and trance into a state of relax and hashtagging hashtags  and tagging the hash you brag that you smoke without gagging. Give yourself a thumbsup maybe your tail will stop wagging. Wrist watch to heart beat. Exactly 60 seconds later....... "Boys we got some dead meat"  Eyes open but you can't cheat, zip the bag fast and don't peak, listen for the pace of heavy feet, you feel your body lifting but you can't see,  you're wasting away from reminiscing the days  you were fucked up  and chose to stay hidden in your cave of faded smoke  and foggy haze. We are a people from one maze to the next creating our own perception of perfection  but don't have the guts  to step out of our confined cage   break our way out of our narrowed paths and create our own place  in this world.  We are destined  to challenge our challenges and challenge what our challenge says, and accept our fate and lay in our beds, or stand aginst our dose of meds and let our voice  be made to thread the beating hearts our souls fight for. Some may tread through love and hate and still embrace the dying fate that we bury our eyes in dirt and patiently wait for our dreams to take on decay. Let's break away from the mold we were made from and grow up to the light and inspiration that inspires our imagination.