Gotta Write

One of those Sunday afternoons that just seem to stick to you like a mosquito on a drop of lemonade rolling down a D cup breast One of those hours that just seem to have one minute deadlines to finish a thought process that you aint think yet One of those moments that just seem so long lost in the zone of your own depression not to mention drowning in a liquid toxin occupying the container to your soul’s secrets One of those questions about something so sacred you cant speak it One of those things that cant explain it’s self with a subject or title This is the one moment my mind needs to vent some shiit so vital I gotta write it’s just some baggage my mind is packing I gotta write my mental mega bites are on overload I gotta hack them I gotta write cause if I don’t I’m gonna wind up checkin my self in I gotta write cause when I do I can get back to my day again Let me write so I can tell you what you thinking Let me write so I can ask you how you feelin Let me write so that it doesn’t seem like your alone Let me write it’s the only way to make my mentals house a home