Intoxicated dreams is where everything is adjacent to what it seems, lies on lies, unstitching the unseen by its seams. Provident schemes followed closely by damsel screams lead the way that’s already paved. It’s never too late, they can be saved. Severely eerie smiles can be spotted for miles. Glassy eyes reflect no emotion, what do you see any devotion? Or the sorrow of a saddened weak-willed soul floating to heaven from an abortion.
Regret of a decision, the pains of ascension to the current pain that’s present make deep incision to make all relevant in the desolate forest of my mind. I mind no man and fear all treachery because I fear myself, and what things I ponder, the things I aimlessly wonder about, make me think incoherently about what’s wrong with me. Today at times I wish I can slay all, but always delay. This face of my delay is my insecurity of being successfully rejected.
Let me off easy this time,
Jus do me the honor of being mine.
Let me off easy this time,
I promise I’ll save your mind
From all the typical boring rhymes.
Let me off easy this time,
Our love will be the definitions of Valentine’s
Day where me and you unwind.
Let me off easy this time,
And try your best to give me your all with all your might.
Let me off easy this time,
When we say good night don’t end it with an “aight.”
Let me off easy this time,
And before hand let me know that I’m wasting your time,
I don’t whine jus ask nicely to my man above,
That my next love lets me off easy this time.
Dear father,
I’m writing to you because it’s evident that I’ve been discarded,
I once was a clean sheet of paper that has now been tainted by your absence
but as of, and since then,
I wonder if I’ve been on your mind, does the thought of me inhabit you at any given time
“ugh what’s my line?!”
I’ve been through this rehearsal even though it hurts still to know you disowned me
To think my blood brother, by a different mother, helped me be a better man than you
Young Lil’ Brandon had thoughts of arson to all thoughts of you,
My abler to be alive, not father, but manufacturer me a delicate machine
With only one mission more determined than Akeelah striving to win that bee, When you incoherently stabbed ‘n yanked out the heart of lil’ ole me
That empty space filled with hatred, stronger than a Jew had whenever they saw a Nazi,
Constantly wonder how could he, he of all not see, the talent bestowed upon me, My endower my self-esteem lower
Chopping up my letter n sanctuary of false memories hoping we could work this out are now under a lawn mower wait lemme lay them here n blow them about.
i steal away from my mind
i think i think too much all the time
trying to escape myself that’s why i’m
writing this hoping to find me some clarity
do i really know myself or i’m just being what is embedded in me?
girl, they say we found dove in a soapless place
don’t hide yo smile girl flaunt our love baby no disgrace
come on, smile more you got a gorgeous face
i can stare into your eyes for hours, my saving grace
arms wide open only for you to embrace
forever my love
no one above
always thinking of you
no one can ever 1-up you
us together somewhat like Adjacent
my love for you?
not a question,
it’s a rhetorical statement.