hazed reflections
• Written by Anonymous
take me back to the days
when my blade had craved
for the slightest hue of red
when i had to blaze
through my conscience
to face your face
to trace your grace
to be another reason
that dismayed
the active phase
between suicide
and half this way
halve the ways
to concentrate
to marinate the dreams
that i had just laid
to dominate the stream
of my half way brain
to germinate the seeds
of love in it
you fill it
pollinate
motivate the me
to come get it
like a treasure map
from scrap
backpacked slav mags
till i was half the way
fast tracked facts
till i turned your face
fuck the haste
imma wait
till you turn into my reflection
on this plate that has been hazed
blazed again
till all its sight had been drained
struggle struggle
yeah we struggled
to push through
throught those few
grains of sand
passing through
the hourglass
right in my hand
till another crack
breaks open
the stereotype
this world had planned
come on stand
till we break open the demand
of remand
hook
none of this is true
rapping through
blurred lines of stress
palmy sweat
droppin, croppin, toxin heads
tropic blends
of buddha from my finger frets
grimy threads of smoke
as the vapours bled
frame me stressed
maybe blessed
to have this pain
in my chest
hey hey
fill the shooter
with more buddha
smooth intruder
who the dude
brain abuser
veinous brutal
cranial numb
maybe some
but sobriety would be dumb
would be hun ?
blunts and blunts
from the sun
get the shunt
run run
from reality
cure me from this malady
bring me sanity
family dead
slutty love infects
yeah im vex
cause ive been hexed
to possess distress
and repress any signs of happiness
till my death
rain rain
let my fire burn with cold tears
Done lost everything dear to me I hold near,
Give in to my fears, beat em or be one?
I need my dome cleared
God help'em when the doom comes hits the whole sphere
I'll be praying from the other side
for I ain't gon be here
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