Lifting every toxic grime.
Shifting inches in this thought
Of mine.
Like minutes thinking
Thoughts of love.
Outside the box.
Detox my rugged spine.
Luxury is coming
Up the tummy.
Sober thought. That
Clutches onto mommas mind.
A space of change.
The pain.
A dance with God.
No robot thoughts.
That haunt my mind.
Like girls I thought were mine.

Watching Eminem clean his closet
Ponder
Honestly what I got in mine
Tuck leave that thought behind
Trees so tall and high
Breathe like beaches
Sha and I with
Chocolates and a box of wine
**** these sloppy rhymes.
Let's talk this time.
I want it all this time.
Haters better mock a line.
But I ain't got time.
To **** talk and cry