4/9/08
Floating bye drifting in my dreamy mental daze;
Consumed with the environment of my soul's torment
Torched by the abuse of drug misuse,
Confused by Confucius, laughing at the 3stooges,
but in the game of life I'm losing;
Drifting swiftly, missing the right turns
Going further along the wrong path; mistake
After mistake, trip after trip;
Every scrape from every fall always leaves mental and physical scars;
Floating like gray clouds in dark sky's,
Helping blind my vision, blocking daily missions,
Trapped in submission of righteous intentions, but
The evils that capsulates my spirit detains my flesh
Like detention; searching for the teacher's
Sanctuary by any means necessary,
However all efforts rupture and get buried
Deep in the crevasses of my soul's inner nucleus,
Hunting for release, a resolution for my crimes and
Reasons;
Trying to discontinue bad habits for many a moons
And plenty of different seasons, and
Through it all never have I been abandoned;
Love always resides here,
that's why I'm stuck to this seat with cement drawls on;
documenting my rise and explaining the journey of my fall;
Testifying while I scribe ‘bout what's beneath the laminate of my pupil's eyes;
Floating, drifting, swiftly coasting;
Loving life breathing in God's gift and
Giving thanks for the moment; present!