BIZVNEH: STOR3D STORIES

VICES

I never craved for breath like this before

I wrestle   my dreams with the sight of my vices 

You stand alone when you realize  nobody goin save you

I live in a world with wolves filtered from desperation

 The difference between a follower and a leader 

Or a clouded mind and one rooted in light  

I have a history of running from the flow of the winds

Now I'm in suffocation fearful if I ran to far 

 I never craved for breath like this before

I no longer recognize this  breed of me in the mirror 

Fight the production of patterns somewhere somehow I denied myself life 

I ponder if this is the hell the Bible describes 

Demons screeching and hollering, I'm pulling my legs out in desperation 

They hold on out of spite  

I never craved for breath like this before 

The secret  is we attract what's already in us 

The vices we can't control manifesting in the physical 

lost in the maze you learn its all biblical 

 interchangeable by nature 

Pieces of me collected judgments this world created 

Somehow somewhere you took the wrong turn  

 truth bit  its tongue when the light you stopped on was pain   

  somewhere on this road i read life is a gift 

And truth still exists 

About three stops from here Im close to my detour 

I rolled the windows down to test my alignment 

 I craved for a breath like this  

I learned the power the tongue has is that it holds life and death 

Biblical manifestation 

My name is I am 

My being holds the very essence of life 

Inherit breath all through me 

Somehow somewhere I forget this 

A lonely star bound to childhood trauma who turned scholar