she said i don't inhale what i can't see --
i touched her face and showed her my reflection
complete with sweat and imperfection
she twisted her sensuality like a J
and listened to what i had to say...
"the whatever i give you is not just for consumpion
I thirst just like you, don't make the assumption
that i don't breathe like you and inhale your skin,
if i'm ever going to drink you back in."
7 deadly sins:
*Lust
*Gluttony
*Greed
*Sloth
*Wrath
*Envy
*Pride
chocking on the carolina blue lie
championships built on black backs
turning red, not from love, because they dont love us, but red from anger...
the only time you let us in is when we can win
baby blue aint never loved coco brown
dont get it twisted...
Sweet slumber, take my hand
Lead me into the starry far reaches of my imagination
Place with in my reach the dreams that may come true
Envelop me in the softness of the sublime reenactments of my daily mundane.
Sleep, show me future as I rest from the now.
Set the stage for the intertwining of time and space right here within my small piece of the universe
Interpret my biggest fears in a way that I won't fully understand until I either die or...
wake up.
Fast forward the time
Just to slow my thoughts.
The speed of things ain't in sync.
Life just stops
Everything else still goes.
The speed of things ain't in sync.
Going no where fast,
Going no where slow.
Going to no where
with no where to go.
The speed of things just ain't in sync.
It was a moment to taste her pie.
My neck encircled by two sides, I,
Felt I was ready but I,
Couldn't handle the radii.
She co-signed... damn!
Dividing her two ankles,
I didn't want to regress; I tried to best fit the angle.
But I couldn't try an angle with two ankles.
It was worse when that English girl left for a couple of bilinguals.
Scratch.
Itch.
Feening.
Fix.
2 dollars? Not enough.
Steal some stuff, isn't that tough.
Get a job. Get a place.
Get somewhere to hide my face.
Now I get my fix more often. Speech is getting better daily. I don't have to go without, as a matter of fact it's rarely. I look in the mirror, I sure do look different. Feel that way, too. Now I got my own personal supply, heh, who knew?
I'll never sell it though, this white girl is my best friend. She was here through everything, stuck by me till the end.
I married the dope. Tried to think of different ways to get high, but none works, nope. She gets mad, disappears too fast, simply because now I always wants a piece of her ***. My boy called, said to come through, stat. He's got something new for me to taste, it's called Crack.
It's time to divorce you and leave you alone. You've already taken my car and home. All I got left is this coffee mug.. I wish that sex wasn't my favorite drug.
But it is. Time for a new high.
*ChastityNext week will be the seven deadly sins... This should be fun!
*Temperance
*Charity
*Diligence
*Patience
*Kindness
*Humility
had a dream
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I appreciate depth but down is depressing
I am high like Him
Gravity is grief and levitating is greatness
Lift up
Chin up
Speak up
Don't talk downwards drowning words
'cause that shit is for shallow people
and I'm just too damn deep.