"crashin" poems
I feel like going back to those days,
when I could feel and not fear it.
When I didn't know the world's ways
and I didn't yet need my fighting spirit.
When I could simply have a romance,
nothing complicated or categorized,
that would come up by happenstance
with no limits needing to be devised.
I miss those days, I could awaken
find another body next to mine,
and not even be mistaken
in thinking this won't be the only time.
I miss those days with a passion,
too often I feel like I'm crashin'
straight through the mud and the dirt
all the pain and the hurt.
I render my poems inert,
when I stare in the mirror,
see myself crying and dying,
insanity getting nearer.
I one day hope to rise from it all,
stand from the ash, proud and tall,
but I know that after I do
I'll eventually once again fall.
I miss those days
in more than a million ways.
Watching my eyes glaze over
thinking about days over
again.
I flow my heart into this pen
put my soul into what I write
now and then.
I know I'll be that happy once more,
I've got that joy kept in store,
for a future when I suture
this wounded pride and mind.
I've got a stride in mind,
for when I return.
See the surprise in their faces,
I bet they thought I would burn
up in the anger like butane.
I'm just too hard to contain
and I walk through cold rain,
thinking about once upon a time,
through sweat and grime,
You were mine, I was yours,
now it's vice versa.
Aug 31, 2014
Aug 31, 2014 at 9:38 PM UTC
Welcome home.
this show
is like compassion .
I’m
the high king
of hiking ...........
flows indigo
like companion
understanding
this is everlasting
even so I seem to be crashin'
I’m out the hell hole but listen
I still hear the bell toll
**** sings wisdom
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ritual tool
ritual crew
rippin' through fools nihilism
like that Rick and Mort to
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Society structures rigid rules
based in ethical clues
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Careful
through these two teeth, 2 hands, 1 pen;
reality peaks through as the morning does through the dew.
With the pouring of this cup the sacred drain true
you can question everything
but still the g̵̖̞͇͓͕̔͗̈́̽̌̈́o͓̬͉͕̟͐ͯͩ̃͢d̳͈̰̣͔̉̍ͦͦͥ͒ḥ͙͈̤̙̔̀̓͂ͮͧ̾ë͚̜̯͚́ͬͭ̇͒͗́å̖̜͇ͦͤ̊ḏ̌ͮͣͥ̓͒ͨ́ speaks you.
Feb 21, 2019
Feb 21, 2019 at 12:07 AM UTC
*yonder wave wants to come on in
can't make it go away
try so hard to chase away
steel reserve*
1.
don't come cryin' on yo broken shins
who dat talkin' ova der?
yo muvva just ain't home rite now
take ya scraggy bags
and vamoose outta here
pick up dem rings 'round yo trappin' eyes
and lasso 'em round dat red fin
tackle yo chapped lips
afore dem ships fall in yo calyx-cracks
quit dat naggin' bitch-mouth
here, have dis apple, ma piggie
and dems eyes o' yours dat shine so brite
might as well switch off dat lite
hide dem leather-hands dat look like dry branches
wat, even da desert don't win dis contest
pack dat stupid head in a box
der ain't nuttin' inside a see-through noggin
hide dem silly hopes under a hevvy sea
or bury it under da soles of yo crazi hart
take yo blasted treadin' to some udder place
some dark mine where dey can use yo help
and all dem purty words on pages yo just lurve a-spewin'
ain't no party here for fools no more
2.
den, der some funny rhydm 'gainst ma door
pushin' dat big wave
pushin' dat big wave
I'm a-pushing back jest as hard
but dat wrestlin' wave jest a-growin'
keeps a-knockin'
always rockin'
gonna come crashin' rite in
*ain't no good wishing, ma beloved darlin'
so many fine dreams
running silent
in dem luvverly veins under yo kick-startin' tongue*
yah, yonder waves gonna make a breakthrough
some day...
(mebbe)
S T, 21 augury 2013
Aug 21, 2013
Aug 21, 2013 at 1:18 PM UTC
Bright light city gonna set my soul
Gonna set my soul on fire
Got a whole lot of money that's ready to burn,
So get those stakes up higher
There's a thousand pretty women waitin' out there
And they're all livin' the devil may care
And I'm just the devil with love to spare, so
Viva Las Vegas, Viva Las Vegas
How I wish that there were more
Than the twenty-four hours in the day
Even if there were forty more
I wouldn't sleep a minute away
Oh, there's black jack and poker and the roulette wheel
A fortune won and lost on ev'ry deal
All you need's a strong heart and a nerve of steel
Viva Las Vegas, Viva Las Vegas
Viva Las Vegas with you neon flashin'
And your one arm bandits crashin'
All those hopes down the drain
Viva Las Vegas turnin' day into nighttime
Turnin' night into daytime
If you see it once
You'll never be the same again
I'm gonna keep on the run
I'm gonna have me some fun
If it costs me my very last dime
If I wind up broke up well
I'll always remember that I had a swingin' time
I'm gonna give it ev'rything I've got
Lady luck please let the dice stay hot
Let me shoot a seven with ev'ry shot, ah
Viva Las Vegas, Viva Las Vegas,
Viva Las Vegas, viva, viva Las Vegas
Oct 2, 2017
Oct 2, 2017 at 11:06 AM UTC
You are a planet
Come crashin into me
Start feeeling like
This is hennessy
Everytime that you
Come rushin into me
I start to think about
Everything I really need
But it seems like
Seems like
You don't care about
My life
But at the same time
I'm ok with that
Jun 13, 2017
Jun 13, 2017 at 2:33 AM UTC
Sit back, relax, these cravings make this couch feel like rehab
out of reach of my stash, feel like I'm crashin' but I already crashed
been here since work an' I can't feel my feet, crap!
Sit up, and remember everything that you tried to keep from thinkin' of
your account, the amount, dropping like doves
in these times of war, no heroes just ****** nerdin' out on the game of life
trying step it up on the score boards, tryin' ta live like lords in this world
that has no law, why not be an outlaw, tough cuffed, straight jaw
dealin' out pain like a war god, Kratos, dime bags is small tomatos
when you could push yayo, one call to my man and I could get a crateful.
****** if I ain't a salesman, slanging nuns chewy doobies on the side, call me satan
and I'm the king of this world, it's hell, try escapin', I could have it
in the palm a' my hand if I made a move but then I gotta choose, play my luck
trust my ******* gut to keep from getting cut, like it's my only homie but he only knows
me cause I was pushing dro with the stonies.
I don't want a knife in my back, a run in with the feds or getting popped by the caps
tryin' ta dodge traps laid by cats that is jealous of my stacks,
I want a paradise where we all make racks, blast our music, blaze it fat, and all rap
sleep with both eyes closed, no need to watch our back,
too bad we were born in a world ruled by cash,
ain't never gonna have a globe like that...
May 23, 2013
May 23, 2013 at 10:58 PM UTC
Inspirational passions,
passin’ in the Fast Lane actin’ dready no Andretti no crashin’,
cashin’ bowls and buying vowels,
moving bowels from full plates No Alex Trabek no rations,
no talkin’ trash wheels spinning no traction,
no mackin’ all in ******** heavy weight UFC non-stop action,
this is angry aggression mixed with considerate compassion,
this is six men on six horses at 6pm screamin’ six guns blastin’,
through an actual galaxy of factual fallacies,
with cash counting kings and hash smokin’ assassins,
killin’ the villains and other shady characters,
to protect the women and children from the lawless badmen,
and those that know know and those that don’t don’t,
so there’s no need to was time askin’,
all knowns shown through prose and poem,
the words your eyes have heard are everything that happens,
well then,
welcome if you come in peace please have a piece of the pie,
high as Heaven on Cloud 9 in line with inspirational passions,
thought we’d escaped and found a way out,
but instead found outt we’d be summoned back in,
Inspirational passion,
passin’ in the Fast Lane actin’ dready no Andretti no crashin’,
cashin’ bowls and buying vowels,
moving bowels from full plates No Alex Trabek no rations,
no talkin’ trash wheels spinning no traction,
no mackin’ all in ******** heavy weight UFC non-stop action,
∆ Aaron LA Lux ∆
from THHT2: Nightmares & Dreamscapes
A worldwide #1 best selling poetry book
∆
Sep 29, 2017
Sep 29, 2017 at 1:43 PM UTC
Rockin' myself to sleep
Cryin' ever so softly
Fightin' with our blankets
Tryin' to find your warmth
Thinkin' of you only
Needin' you deeply
Lovin' you forever & always
Achin' for you to kiss & hold me
hatin' how I torture myself
Worryin' about you not bein' here
Havin' cramps inside
Takin' a deep breath to calm myself
Screamin' in my mind
Knowin' I can't be near you
Breakin' up inside
Crashin' down so hard
Wakin' up; my arms still empty
Feelin' so tired & alone
Drivin' myself crazy
Waitin' for you to be back home
2014
Copyright; Sabrina Denise Healey,
~Angelmom~
Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 6:30 PM UTC
I pass the trigger
Like I pass the bottle
Say what you mean
I pull full throttle
But get no where in neutral
I never love anyone
Like what seems to be in-fashion
crashin' this life all in one go
a huge loop I sew
My fingers to my hand.
How is that possible
You demand.
Aug 17, 2013
Aug 17, 2013 at 3:19 AM UTC
The memory of being in my car seat
Looking out the window at the summer heat
Dad behind the wheel long hair everywhere
Mom watching him with her weird stare
Sister next to me feeling the wind with her hand
those moments sure where grand
Made me feel like a normal kid
Just took my real life and put on a lid
I would do anything to have those again
Just to go back to where it all began
Before you left me alone
Before I sank like a stone
Falling into the black void
Leaving behind what I enjoyed
The feeling of tranquility
Feeling like I had stability
Then you went and took those pills
Guess you just wanted to feel the thrills
All the times I cried and begged you not to go
But every time I woke up you didn’t show
I wished on every star
That you would be here but its just another scar
I often wander what your voice sounded like
If you sounded like your friend mike
Mike must of meant more to you then me
Since he was the last one you went to see
I hate myself with a passion
I feel my life crashin’
I didn't get to say goodbye
Thinking about that always makes me sigh
Actually it makes me cry
Makes me want to die
But I wanted to make you proud
Stick out to you above the crowd
I would've done anything for your love
But you lick the silver spoon and scoot me back with a shove.
You finally did it one night
Maybe it was out of spite
Because you knew better
Now you'll never receive this letter
A motel room sofa was your resting place
Father like son is the up coming case
I have to get out of this place
So maybe ill try my first taste
Aug 26, 2017
Aug 26, 2017 at 8:59 PM UTC
~
**we're gonna give you rock
going non-stop
climbing to the sky
you know the reason why
fasten your safety belts
jammin's what it's all about
bring up the landing gear
'cause it's getting really clear**
(chorus)
***there's good rockin' tonight
it's gonna be a no frills flight
there's good rockin' tonight
it's gonna be, it's gonna be a no frills flight***
**we're gonna cut loose
the jets will give a boost
we're gaining altitude
that's what I'm telling you**
chorus
**we're running out of fuel
there's nothing left to do
crashin' to the night
it's a no frills flight**
chorus
no frills flight
written by
Warner Baxter Randy Daigre/Warner Baxter
1979 Goldmine Studios Take Cover Productions
Ventura California
all rights reserved
Dec 14, 2013
Dec 14, 2013 at 3:31 PM UTC
Somewhere in the astral remains
Again
I found myself here
Between
A past so far away
and a future defined by today
You & I
In sync
to the stutter step
of nervous heartbeats
Slow dancing
between earthquakes
Just as my
state of mind
came crashin'
You brought me to this plane
through the hole in sky
where they told us
it was the limit
You held my hand
as we pieced
the stars
back together
Oct 19, 2013
Oct 19, 2013 at 11:43 PM UTC
This is a song that I wrote while driving home
I realised everytime that I have to leave,
I've got to deattach more and more of you from me.
_____________________________________
I was just mindin' my business,
when you stumbled upon me,
& started throwin' rocks in my lake.
That's when I knew things started-- with a mistake.
That's when the tides started changin'
You decided to go for a swim,
My name started rearrangin'
at the touch of your skin
There was an undeniable shake
like something got shifted.
My thoughts trembled and quaked,
& I hate to admit this,
I don't want this storm to leave
Let its waves rise, and crash down on me
You're the hurricane reaching my shores;
I don't mind if the lightning strikes,
or if the thunder roars
Now your plannin' on leavin'
& I'd always seen it comin'
crashin' down every wall.
There was no rhyme or reason
in this disastrous fall
I was just mindin' my business
when you stumbled upon your way,
started kickin rocks in every direction
now we've got nothin' left to say.
You let the road take you elsewhere,
But the traffic signs weren't obeyed.
You started drivin' faster
& That's when Thursday's giant got slayed.
Now there's someone else that your after.
At first I thought I was broken and shattered.
So I have made new pieces,
& put them back together.
Let the wind take me away;
Seal my lips to keep me from sinkin;
The moon now shines brighter
& I'm accustom to the damage,
That has made my heart lighter.
I won't let go of the past,
It's all that i have
& you're out of my grasp--
Cause none of these storms
were meant to last
Apr 21, 2010
Apr 21, 2010 at 2:18 PM UTC
I tried to give up compassion
But that's something I can't ration
'Cause I'm overflowing with passion,
But when happiness starts crashin'
I get lost in depression
Now my feet are dragging
and my head is hangin'
While I am walking
But once I am home
The walls I am banging
Even swans recognize the song that I'm singing
The mournful song that shows I am dying
My soul that once was flying
Now is just crying
Despite all that I'm trying
There ain't no one buying
The lies I am telling
"I'm fine, I'm not crying
I swear, I'm not lying"
But I'm wearing a mask
There ain't no question to ask
That will get the truth, so please do not ask
Just leave me to bask
In this pool of self pity
Because nothing is pretty
And my mask hides all beauty
I have only duty
To die for this world
Without holding a girl
For my head to twirl
And get lost in the world
Lost in the rage
As I walk on my stage
To fight for my life
With no weapon, no knife
Just me and my fists and the others the same,
I'm expected to **** yet I don't know his name
I'm lost in the fight
I've lost what is right
I **** for money
Every single night
I sold my should to war
And I don't know what for
I wish I could say this fight was my last
But the next fights already started, life's going too fast.
I wish I could lost
I'm ready to die
Will you beat me please?
Let my soul fly!
Mar 15, 2013
Mar 15, 2013 at 3:39 PM UTC
I got, sick thoughts, bravo for the one that brought it
They say talk is cheap, so I took the offer and bought it
Lend me ya ears, I fear they’ll fail to recognize real
And with these brown eyes, I’ve seen how pain kills
Uh, and **** stresses me, I do get lonely too
My disguise, cause when in Rome I do as the Romans do
And thats where I had it all wrong, my imperfections
Infected with fame, but I’ve started to learn my lesson
Did you, ever forget me? I know I’m not the greatest
Opposites attract but you were negative and I hate it
Between you and me though, I want it back like tevo
Rewind my life and give me back my people
I loved, and deep inside my love remains the same
Relate that to a widow who dreams of yesterday
Our tears are made the same, to wash away the pain
A rebirth from this hurt that left me crippled and lame
Its kinda crazy how I’ve been, absent, ghost ridin
Feel like I lost my wings and the planes on auto pilot
Crashin in rocky mountains, watch as this stress amounts man
I wanna be a kid, but no one ever found that fountain
In search of my allowance, but effort never equaled success
Instead, could drop a verse about all my ******* in bed
Not me, I want more, so I kissed and wished her goodnight
Success is when I’m with her, I want that moment for life
Mar 21, 2012
Mar 21, 2012 at 5:42 PM UTC
I hope you dont think
My lack of consistence makes me weak
Cause if I stink
Persistence has a smell and I fuckin' wreak
Stuck in my speach,
Cause "I dont give a **** is hard to teach
So each week,
that goes by the life inside,gets weak
So life I find,
sometimes is outta reach
But... Time passes,
the days get longer and longer
Lookin' for answers in a pile of ashes,
as the resistance gets stronger
It's time to unwind, but I end up crashin',
cause I wandered
Keep it sublime, let the clock move slow like molasses,
while I ponder
-J.A.M
Nov 13, 2013
Nov 13, 2013 at 3:52 AM UTC
Spanish spells of spiral rainbows,
Ringing reels of never ending wheels,
Streaming thoughts these and those,
A faint memory lingers up so close,
Crashin', hoppin' and crossin' strange souls,
Drawing loops around eleven blue moons,
Isolating strands from a wizard's brown brooms,
This world we walk in a tunnel within a tunnel,
To a white light that coils into a top selling gospel,
Euphoria, like blood rushing through star links,
Monks walking walks, rebels of insane sanity,
Cellular beings conversing cosmic ideas,
In this mindless, lunatic transmosphere,
Whom we call almighty, i call cosmos,
Painting his masterpiece, grandest of all,
Overlapping hearts of belated despair,
And hormonal tricks of magic lust,
Waking me up from half forgotten dreams,
Why did the summer go so quickly?
Was it something that i said?
Lovers shoring along, the shores of your cavern,
Like autumn turnin winter, images they unwind,
Drifting past memories, in the Canvas of your mind!!
Dec 22, 2012
Dec 22, 2012 at 9:24 PM UTC
I was told to write a poem you see,
A poem of Suessical proportions
I was told to write a poem, just me!
So here's my verbal contortion:
A cat on a mat
Is quite silly
But the cat
Chose to name the mat "Billy"
Billy the friend,
There till the end
Until the both
Left for Chop-Suey
Chop-Suey for Billy and Louie
(The cat, with the mat named Billy)
On a weekend in March
Both felt quite parched
And afterwords, felt rather "flue-y"
"This won't do," said Billy to Lou
As they sat inside the house
When all of a sudden
Cute as a button
Out from the wall, came a mouse
Zip-Zop-Zibbidy-Bop
The furniture came a crashin'
As Louie chased the mouse
To a shop in Manhattan
O me, O my!
Said Billy
Starting to cry
For he was all alone
"Do not fear,
O mat, my dear
For I can call by phone."
Jan 25, 2013
Jan 25, 2013 at 3:31 PM UTC
when I'm with you in the dead of night
I take wings, step into flight
warm and safe, cos your in my bed
the sound of love ... swirls thru my head
offering me solace,
with your warm embrace
drowning me at a gentile pace
heart matching beat with rhythmic score
makes me want you .. even more
lashing me with tempestuous passion
as I hear the thunder crashin
besotted by the elemental roar
as I am drenched .. in the downpour
(c) mandy rigby 31.05.2014
May 31, 2014
May 31, 2014 at 3:37 PM UTC
Her feminine fickle,
does tickle my pickle.
I sample the fruit.
Tastes like a sickle.
She cuts me with passion,
and when my pulse is crashin'
she decides to save me.
I wake up thrashin'.
I'd like to cash in,
on love's fashion,
but she gives me no portion,
of her cookie's ration.
Jan 3, 2018
Jan 3, 2018 at 6:26 PM UTC
I think I'm startin' to get that feelin' again
That sinkin' sensation followed by intense anticipation of the end I feel I'm facin'
The hell my life is based in
Then I meet up with my fear of drownin'
Thoughts not safe havin' come crashin' in
Will I ever learn or is this far beyond teachin' a lesson
Up against my dark passenger, the undisputed, heavyweight champion
And the challenger, in the blue corner noticably panickin'
Just some guy with a crazy look in his eye but no business challengin' his demon
My Hyde side stays undefeated while I've never recorded a win
Bringin' my mental discipline into question
Knowin' my armor's thin
Knowin' I've already taken one to many to the chin
It's constant whisperin' drowns out everythin'
Top tier manipulation allowin' the interjection of it's own spin
On this tailspin my doomed zeppelin always finds itself in
I feel like I should mention, it's not one, it's Legion
Not a friend, it laid claim and became kingpin
I could only watch like I was fifth in a five deep bullpen
No consent given, not even a conversation
Rushed past me like I was a doorman at a Motor Inn
And I stood there silent, broken, incapable of motion
Often thoughts and feelings are left unspoken
Paralyzed with fear, just standin' here like a dollar store mannikin
Behind a display of 151 and Heineken
Made it easy for it to find it's way up under my skin
I hardly even knew what was happenin'
Now I don't know where it ends and I begin
Not sure there's any separation
©2023
Dec 28, 2023
Dec 28, 2023 at 6:31 PM UTC
We never flex..
we never rest..
I learned to live with no regrets..
like nahh I ain't seen them yet..
they never come over to visit..
I still **** wit my ******
Tryna teach something and roll something everyday..
willing to listen all ways..
from every direction we tryna get paid..
I am the master of my own fate..
no slave ships just yacht days..
whips and chains just to misbehave..
Runnin for gold tryna overcome the maze..
still blasting joy and pain..
like everyday..
balance ..
the weight I lift on my shoulders ..
boulders, a country and a couple mountains..
but who's counting ...
unless it's the money..
she said I changed when I ain't want the change on me..
let em have it..
it's good to be a blessing to those who don't have it..
cause if I didn't ...
I know **** well I would grasp it..
I'm tryna show time I am magic..
yellow Porsche carrera 911 package
wood grain and all black leather lavish
staring at the world in my rear view blasting
On the gas mashin..
never ever crashin..
smooth sailing wit plenty cabbage..
she tell me slow down take my time..
I said I been Robbin all my life..
I think Ima take advantage of tonight..
DJ quik and some sprite..
future stick talk and hella yellow rice..
siracha in the marinade?
Nice..
we just livin life right?
We Can't afford to think twice..
so we got paid to think wise..
So we Chase our visions and sights..
Dec 30, 2016
Dec 30, 2016 at 1:17 PM UTC
so- what you running from?
nah- those cats on the corner they
"hella" dumb
ok, lets slow down
you not prepared to hit the ground
don't let the beast run its mouth
when I moved west to east town
I used to cry out why
because unlike sunny skies
I could never open my eyes
everyone I know would die
if I opened my mouth
out would come lies
only used to snorting synthetic white
**** faced used to crashin at night
the outspoken type
who's a lost pathetic dreamer
the poetic artistic type, a day dweller
caught in "coffins" in between ya
I'm coughing emphysema
sky scrapers in between
with no one knowing Andre Nickatina
I trace icy window sills with ashy fingertips
surpassed by the New York hustle
but only by minutes
I do this for *** heads
and kids I kicked it with as a teen
and insomniacs who still
raises the lid to catch sleep
and without it?
yeah I'm crazy and you mental too
I rock spiritual without a break to breathe
stop or interval
I'm from the state
where sunshine will never stop
and transferred to the state
which perfected the "rock"
where liberals stand
and conservatives call themselves the man
I don't want to
but I'm willed though
the city's filled with every skin tone
if I ever dream I think
I'll try and let it slip
and let my fingertips
trickle till I catch it
Jan 11, 2017
Jan 11, 2017 at 12:21 PM UTC