Another one of "those" posts.
Been a while since i spilled ink on a parchment,
Sorrow is my department,
You can find me working the midnight shift,
My heart flew off a cliff,
Waking up in love, I could get used to this.
I talk slow but my mind moves fast,
Spiritual but i never go to mass,
Wishing i was in class,
Learning more and doing less,
Oh God my brain is such a mess,
The lack of distress,
The excess of bliss,
The crave for her kiss,
For her affection,
Sorry, I got off topic,
But my heart is racing and I can’t stop it,
Addicted to thc,
Sometimes I can’t see.
Sometimes I stumble,
Can you hear the words I try to mumble?
You’re hear reading this tumble.
I hope you get what I was saying,
Poetry, that’s my form of praying.
My mind wandering through words,
Flying with all the birds.
What was I talking about again?
Oh yeah, how life is better now than then.
Waiting til’ I can kiss you again.