I’ve written verses and soliloquies to explain the way you feel to me
And the beats began to disintegrate as I grated
my hand across the page
Searching for a word to explain the pain.
Instead, life played a game,
Lifestyles began to feel plain and I gathered a greater understanding of who I am.
Perfection living daintily in cracked streets, I, never felt fond of back attacks so I lacked the energy to pick anything up
Conversation used to fill me, and now I have bare sips in my cup.
- Disrupt your lusting for pain when it becomes a frequency
- Do whatever you can to live freely
- Save thee,happily
You, are most important, that spirit, that beautiful writhing self, never forsake you for less than.
You are great, and its okay to feel,lost,sad, and unsure
Just be sure
You get back up again.