BLESSED
• Written by KirstenNicole
Can’t stand to flip the switch
what’s on the other side , the further I bury my head the harder it is to hide
running from the unknown ,how can I fear something with no evidence to
lead me to injury emotionally or physically
This I know does not fit logically
lights out
all of me I set free to be , all the shadows of the night I evoke thee
I indulge in my chaotic truth
cause evidence is not a clean cut synonym for proof
my darkest hours bring about my lightest ones
iv’e learned that those who pass judgement can’t accept their own reflection
they pay homage to their beliefs without a question
then say i’m the one who’s lost without direction
correction
I just count my blessings
We all project what we neglect, give respect to get respected
If you don’t you’ll be debt , so lead your life with no regret
Were paid to be hypnotized, analyze mystified
There’s a twisted kind of bliss from the emptiness called ignorance
A society built on insecurity chasing a reality that perpetuates our misery
diluted fantasy where material means happy but we trust it how can that be
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KirstenNicole
Member since May 11 2015