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Post by eloquence on Apr 27, 2005 17:08:18 GMT -5
I'll return in twelve years as I hide from the sun. praying every day that father doesn't die by the gun. the day is rolling slow and there is an Angel sitting next to me. but I didn't notice cuz I wasn't there mentally.
It's meant to be, but I can't explain my actions. Im spiritual with miracles when I witness them happen. Im glad I made it out from the trunk smashed by the mercaides benz, to walk earth with humans earphones on like we were Aliens.
Darkened skies as it begins to start raining. the tear breaks the silence as he starts to laugh insanely. his face is sweating blood as if it was red gatorade. in all of this illusion, my conclusion im afraid to say
that this professions one big blessing or it is one big mistake. either way its hard to take because I still feel incomplete. Even though I know I shouldn't cuz I am a man of Christ. If you look into my eyes, you will see Im incomplete.
this professions one big lesson or it is one big mistake. It doesn't matter what my choices are I still feel incomplete. I am isolated standing here with just me and my rhymes. I only wonder and question, becuase I still feel incomplete...
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