Imagine this-
Being in a forever sleep with no peace.
Waiting on another slide to exscape the scene your in
but ur lids are closed so tight that theres no light to get in....
Must be the sins that I let seep in
making love to the naked eye like the situation Im in
addicted to this foggy haze I indulge in
Just to feel the feeling of relaxation agian....now
Picture this-
feeling as though your veins are pumped with bliss
indulging on the devils indulgant kiss
if only to enjoy the rise of being high like...SWISH
just to relaspe back with him and light up some more shit...
My mind woke my conscious thoughts with a question like..."What is this?"
I replied behind tight eyes..."Boi this is that kush, three puffs...make a wish..."but if I knew all the answers I wouldnt have a question to ask.
Unrealizing this urgency to laugh.
Some dont even know the half-
19 and beautiful is a thing of the past.
I see my life in slow mode a little too fast,
dont know if its because of lessons Ive learned
or inhaling the hash...I agian...relaspe.
A girl unlike the usual, doing things that may seem unusual
Im higher than the weed I smoke.
This outer body exsperience got me thinking about a new type of deliverance;
a formal approach to this poem I just wrote.
I choke inhaling on a thought of whats lady like and whats not.
My mind in knots I put the roach out...
Whatever the day I'd decide whats beautiful or not in my Gods eyes.