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sitting in a bus station for a duration on a 2 hour layover
I had to make a choice
to listen to that small voice, I didn’t want to hear a word
It had to say coz I made up my mind I was on my way
to do what was on my mind to do, my will
time didn’t stop but it stood still, telling me Thou shalt not kill
gun in my back pack they didn’t check that, I didn’t check it
my life was spinning out of control God please take the wheel
before I wreck it
for all my mistakes I stand corrected don’t blame me
my inner child is still wounded from being rejected
I have to go deep kiss her on the forehead and watch her sleep
when she’s awake she’s watching me walking it out in my integrity
a small glimpse into my life about how I committed suicide
without taking my life
my words I never need to offend About how my actions
almost did me in
the reason why I Never let too much company in
and never had too much Trust for a friend save my pen
I’ve been born again I will sin again Just keeping it real
I know where I was headed
I don’t regret it I watch my attitude and show my gratitude
meditative in solitude remain still like a statue
surviving on what I value no blemishes on my credit
I still cuss so you’ll have to edit from the top of my head
down to the tip of my pen I stay poetic
