lookin at every single angle it takes... jus tryin to remain the same... not wantin to cause any other pain... afraid of the attachments caught in frames... waitin on the to release the expressions held within the face... acceptin blame... umwantin the ball n chain... knowin the feelin of goin insane... missin the touch of the gain... hidin from the tongues taste... goin with the direction of the winds sway... in luv with the rain... to the struggle enslaved... in a constant drain... so fuckin afraid... appearin to be brave... unable to be saved... alone becomes the only way... relations havin escaped... empty in the inner space... luv jus wantin to know a comfortin face... without the games... in a race to the relay... handin off the troubled times for the exchangin of names... past the emotional movement of hate... findin time to enjoy the suns rays... livin life out in relations fame... lost here til then as the neck hangs... damn near done day to day... fightin the thrills off before they connect to the hearts gates... wonderin if there is an expiration date... goin down in the ranks... goin further into the unknown cave... becomion one with the shadows shapes... never in vain... in a constant crave... refusin to relate to sexual intent as bait... not believin in fate... jus wishin for the split second self has been claimed... always goin against the grain... not feelin so great... forcin smiles unwillin to seem so plain... as the body so alone it lays... eyes glossy n in a haze... behind closed doors without a mate... attemptin to live in this wild azz maze... damn near too late... stayin in lanes... forgettin the flicker of the flame... as one with the strain... as if the kaboose at the end of the train... confused is the brain... thoughts as funky as the taint... talkin about cans n can't as if do wind up as ain'ts... givin thanks... avoidin silly lil dames... tippin toes at the edge of the grave... runnin outta roads that's paved... apreciatin what other's gave... still a slave... in the other direction as the hand waves... peace to the faze... here as the gone of what came... once upon a time ago is no longer in the moment of today... havin nothin worth the motion to trade... jus needin some aid... gettin paid... in desparation of a bit more of a thing called wage... resistin the rage... growin older in age... mind openin up to a new stage... tetterin on the menatal aspect stuck in the emotions cage... takin off the cape... red lined n taped... chalked as if the energy within has been raped... as choices have been made... simply goin to waste...
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