35000
Poetic blanks
Ghosts extorting me to create
And I can’t
Think.
Back at it again like a addict with a pen
Speak about my real life where to begin
What topic
Switched states
Felt like I ran outta options
I haven’t said anything yet
You ain’t feeling me
I left my home state of Florida to go to Tennessee
Where everyone looks at me like a monster
A thousand vanilla stick figures Im the only dark one
Hold my head high remain a good guy defend my honor
Still praying to the almighty for my armor
Thankful that I’m about to get custody of my daughter
I knew angels heard me when I prayed
They picked up when I called
Every time life knocked me down y’all cushioned the fall
Still here still walk
Still got voice to talk my talk
A mind with thoughts
Can you feel the spark igniting!
