Making my way With paper and waves. So much to say And even more in the way. Controlling my days.

Some days I just feel so lost in my head. Trying to move forward But it’s circles instead. Sacred soliloquies

When I become a planet I wonder what they’ll see. Perhaps the weight of the World bearing down to form me. When I am my own Star

Joining forces With dark horses Tell me, how your cards did fall. Blindly following suit To reasoning turned moot.

I have within me a deep feeling of a pre-trained mi… To which the ravenous drive to see it through is unmeasurable. The fire within has a flame

Unfurl haunting the stitch. Reality beginning to glitch. As I make myself One with the Ti… Fastening the straps to keep my heart intact.

Is it really that easy to turn the… Is it too much– to stand up for th… Walking over the homeless– asleep… On your way to a bar hop or fancy… Can I say bleak?

Seeing their pain The story’s the same I hurt you. You hurt me. What is to gain Besides closer to insane

It’s like I talk to you in time From somewhere deep within my mind… Close my eyes, not hard to find. Learned the ways to see the signs. Move on the waves, you feel it too…

The 7 Sisters & 7 Misters Making their way through time. The Secrets they hold That’ll one day be told Flow as the Wind does the chime.

Some days I can write and lose tr… some I can not write at all I sit and I think what could be blocking me what has me stalled

Have you ever thought you knew som… that you can remember? How do I even begin.. It seems like the craziest thing t… Without sounding like a creep..

When they dont hear you... Must be another Twist– in the sick game. Know it all cocks the parrot back Before– he takes his aim.

Righting the rhymes. Biding my time. Freeing my mind from these chains. Rushing’s for fools. Inept gets you schooled.