If I had the chance I would read every single page in my life story
Flip through the beginning pages
Nostalgic  of simpler times
Read deeply of my first romantic love
Read deeply of my first brush with drugs
The hardships that tainted the pure
Unrefined but I shine
Glisten and gleam in the sun shine
Flip to the pages of my nocturnal adventures
Running through void as the moonlight intoxicates my soul
Flip to the pages of lust
Chasing dragons inside  of the aesthetic eyes of every woman That i told I "loved"
Broken hearted and tattered read the pages where I sat in my room with thoughts of making my brain matter splatter the ceiling
These fragments pieces are swepted underneath this luscious carpet of depression  I was feeling
Flip to the present moment that I wrote this
Flip ahead to the last page where the ink drys and I finally exit the matrix