Are you so sure..

So sure of myself..

As I walk this path of despair..tainted with loneliness and depression.

I feel sadness..but aggression, is dominant.

    Should progression be prominent..

Should I section this confidence..

As an outcast to my consciousness..

I feel like drifting off in a void; an abyss..

Of absence..and forgotten bliss.

I jot this list down of regrets as I stock this ship, set to sail..and then crash before the plot gets thick.

In my stomach, I feel knots and..shit!!!

I think I just lost this, flip the script, and then toss this wish.

A dream..is only a dream..if you don't take action.

Energy is vital, don't provoke this passion.

This dope plane is crashing..and setting fire to the fields.

These words are so sharp, but blind to the power of the shields.

A little food for thought, don't doubt the power that it yields.

Memories turn in to enemies, when the sun fades.

This Hennessy is the remedy, for only some shade.

Think you'll take the shot, but you're only messing with gunplay.

BLAAAOOOWW!!...

As I walk this path that I share, showered with hopefulness..and perfection..

I feel sureness..

- iamsoule