My subconscious
A gift and a curse
The reason why you live amongst these words
In thoughts I lose as I fade
And in the midst of moments as I wake
Can any other relate
You give me pleasant dreams
And haunting realities
Your legacy among my verses
If I were a chick
You'd be in my diaries
But I'm just me
And you're the pulse of FHTP
Is it bad that it's still you I want to service
60 plus written
Your name they're still guessing
Memories of you I still mention
Pen to the pad I'm still pressing
When all is said and done
Your face is the result of this inks' impression
The tales of this Sag
The leading lady's role
Won't put it up for grabs
If it's still what you want to have
