March Madness.

March Madness.
Tryna’ recover from,
February Sadness.
Mmm…
March Madness.
Tryna’ recover from,
February Sadness.
Mmm…
March Madness.
Tryna’ recover from,
February Sadness.
Mmm…
March Madness.
Patience is,
Burning up like,
A matchstick.
Mmm…
……
With madness,
On the mind,
Sending shivers,
Slowly;
Down my spine.
Chakra’s,
Never do align,
I’mma twist of fate,
A one of a kind,
Astronaut;
Light years behind.
Star steppin’ inna space,
Of scattered landmines,
My brain’s blowin’ all,
The damn time.
Guilty of;
Intergalactic crimes.
Guilty of;
Obsessing what’s mine.
This light deep inside,
Won’t seem to shine.
Time;
Keeps marching,
Forward;
No need to remind.
It don’t take much,
To lead the blind.
No;
It don’t take much,
For the lost to find,
When the answer,
Underlined.
Jokes on me, I let;
The dark knight rise.
Bane on hurtful truths,
While I travel through,
These low’s & high’s.



Each day ; Sun sets,
Each day ; Night cries.
Each night ; Sun rests,
Each night ; Day dies.



Each day ; Sun sets,
Each day ; Night cries.
Each night ; Sun rests,
Each night ; Day dies.
……
Madness,
Mad…
Madness,
Mad…
Madness,
Mad…
Madness,
Mad…



I want a change,
Of direction,
So bad…
Been prayin’ for,
A beautiful future,
Since;
Just a little lad…
Unaware of the,
Opportunities,
I had…
But; It’s soo hard,
To navigate,
When this world,
Has completely gone,
Mad…
Not to mention this life,
Has got more bullshit,
To add…



My madness in full march, pushing forward til sunrise, only then will I see blind eyes. Third; In my mind, covered from exposure, seared by the beam of enlightenment, afraid to take another gander. Hidden underneath the veil; Shaded pupils filtered such horrors to ease the pressure building inside the chamber of my soul. Divinity keeps the spirit whole, my faith is spiritual, my emotions lyrical. They flow like lemonade, from an ice cold pitcher. Pouring out my feelings, with words painting vivid pictures, straight from my life’s scripture. Hmm… I thought I ripped out these pages? Damn; March ain’t going so well, maybe by next month, things will be better, or maybe I’m just April foolin’ myself. I truly wonder…

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