We’ll start you off with old but goodie
I mean a chance to come flow with the soul of a rookie
I mean perhaps I’ll rap slow so you know that I shook the scene
Back to back to unfold here we go are you listening

Now

I came from far away
Galaxies beyond the way
Fallacies along the space of rhyme but who’s in charge to say
It’s time to move I’m lost I say
Travelling across dismay
Unraveling the thoughts that strayed too close to truth
So trans I sway
The hands of fate as transient as me
A dream that’s splintered see
There’s fragments and a habit makes it ******* hard to even breathe
But still I dream
Pretty dresses frequencies
Evanescent remedies
Give me feathers in my dreams I’m tethered
Spectral entities have gathered just to make a means for me to go explore myself
Give me peace
Mental health is damaging the spectrum
Still not learned my lesson
Still it burns the chalice
Lie awake in my own ashes
Now that wasn’t so bad
I wouldn’t be surprised if I lost you
I mean… I’m a bit lost and found myself


The next step is
Finding a secret weapon
Mine is seen in lapses of highs and sundresses
See my mind is seen as deadly by spies and stormy weather
Probably because it reminds them of the essence left with spring leaves and cherry seeds
Give me death but gracefully
Trident kissed I’m to my knees
And to the wind I sing for thee
Three verses fulfill purpose
A coming out and I’m real nervous
But coming out is so clear first it’s the run away
I’ll go insane
Cognitive’s in disarray
Fifteen years of subtle tears
Then two words wiped the pain away
Two more chords for the rebel state
And a few more for the treble placed in the groove
Course it’s to regulate my move towards chaotic state
Destiny has pleasantly assigned for me the breaker steeze
Boundaries and symphonies have synchronized the synthesis
Still awaiting my genesis
Take my hand this exodus ain’t heaven sent
For heaven’s sake too many times I like awake
Exhausted as I fight my fate


Acquiesced compelled to breathe in
As a fragment of the planet collects the seasons
In a basket made of pebbles and thoughts of great nature
Inhabitant unraveled named Shannon Wavebreaker
She sees the sun in little sparks and honest hues
In the moon she preens
Awakened steadily
From a slumber self induced
Petals start to bloom
A feast of memories
No more pretend to be someone who isn’t really you
This is really me
A lovesick demon with some really ****** up tendencies
But still I travel there’s so much I haven’t even seen
So much to share with you
Even infect your dreams
A martyr and an artist and a prophet and I’ve lost it
And a little bit conceited but I bet you won’t believe it ****
In fact this is a wrap concludes my part in this revisiting
So I’ll ask again
Were you even listening