Epiphany

asrealastheycome

I feel the paradigm shifting
Is my time on earth slippin?
I’m tryna hear the music, but the record keep skippin
Man I must trippin, sometimes my mind can be a tricky place
It speaks I try to listen, but the sense of it I cannot make
I wake and then I bake, to rid myself of tension
Opening my third eye so all these thoughts I start to question
If I left tomorrow, would anybody be missin me?
I ain’t feelin low, sometimes I’m just hit with an epiphany

 

  • Author: asrealastheycome (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 17th, 2020 22:40
  • Category: Spiritual
  • Views: 16
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  • jarcher54

    I would miss you



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