Dreams deferred that are in reach
Seems I can't out stretch faith
But if my fate equals failure
What is the point of living
Everything in this world is not giving
But Death and lost of time
Daydreaming of a place outside of this one
Which has begin to collapse my reality, and cause a war in my mind
Where I'm no longer living with certainty
This is my reality
I hope to oneday gain access in freedom
And not be conformed to these demons of the world
Free spirited when lifted with marijuana
I choose the high life, which is an addiction to numbness to my pain
As I continue my journey in this unknown place
I only hope to rewrite my path
And bring hope to the horizon
Where I'm fulfilled with Life itself
And no longer clung to my past.
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