Roads

Roads

And here we are in the midst,
Of another year passing
Nothings changed but the darkening tint,
Of our glasses

Its heavy and its random,
Just like a man at ranson
Just like an anti-nationalist
Singing the anthem

I've cut plenty fabric
Backpacked cross the atlas
You find degrees of consciousness
Are steady the same
Makes a hopeful heart take refrain
And a mastermind question his most heroic aim

After all, this the life we push pull and are getting thru
Cold sweats and potraits, do memories think of you?
Another sweltering day but I'm sheltered from rays
Managing the savage ways we may muster the truth

With this luck worth a buck I'm investing in you
An old soul mellows by a ciggeretes sultry fumes
To ask who are you, and to ponder this "I"
Two roads one could travel but I'm taking the sky
So until cars can fly theres no obstructing my high

I hope this rings right as it does relatable
And it picks up your smile like bouncing on inflatables
Depressions a hard road in these valleys of life
And its often I'm asking, I'm I doing it right?

Tomorrow is a hollow I approach and divide
Like two supernovas imploding deep in the skies
I see the whole world reflected in the spark of your eyes
And the entirety of literature scribbled slow in these lines

You are one of a kind,
Your impressionist depth
Has the workers dream wonders, cursin under thier breath
To retrace every step, to put them down on the map
You would find that our steps, intersect, overlap.

Peace and Love