Think to much


My demons battle me through all seasons, so i visualize while dreaming, about lifes meaning, lifes a bitch and she stay scheming, roads that im heading seem misleading, grieving while achieving, sssooo, who do you believe in, I put my faith in god blessed im still breathing, prophetic quotes, from living legends that soon became ghosts, a toast, to the good life but only when everybody here, filling buckets with tears, helped me through the years, but buckets are hard to come by, strive for those that remain live, rembrance of the slide, t.r.o.y., listen to that, while I max, head stromg but also head strange, alil deranged, but also what dawns your days, waves, that perpetrate a distinct page, try to act my age, but always disengage, im the paragraph, you the paraphrase, lost for the days In a haze, thats lead to my own incarnates of craze, ghost rider like johnny blaze, bruce banner the situation hulk craze, never a phase, Just another ordinary day around the ways......

  • Author: Pharoahe (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 25th, 2017 01:29
  • Comment from author about the poem: Just a extension of me
  • Category: Reflection
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