Abomination
12/2/2020
Seeds starting to germinate
The scent always permeates
The effect begins to percolate
Having an impact on the murder rate
As life begins or terminates
Thought I heard a hiss
But was too caught up in bliss
After a poisonous kiss
Everything going amiss
Because I was too caught up in getting my fix
She was able to nix
Falling and sinking amidst the fish
Can't resist, is this it?
Not while I exist
Had to find a grip
The tables turned and flipped
Took a lot of risks
In order to get out of the abyss
Couldn't keep falling for the same old tricks
Do what I want with this heart of mine
Don't care if it's dark outside
Experienced comfort and the hardest times
I'd be darned to lie
That sober s***
Been struggling to get over it
Often a Doberman
And other times a Nobleman
Here's an honest statement
At times I overcompensated
Made things far too complicated
And always got intoxicated
Making myself an abomination
When I concentrated
I often dominated
Always felt obligated
And that this world was far too populated
I just thank God I made it
Nothing else needed to be contemplated
Copyright © Dalton Ogletree | Year Posted 2020
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