Light It Up, Pen and Paper
Light it up. As I'm gazing through the
white lines. All I see is black written words
I must be high. Wiping my eyes to clear
my vision, I would be rich if I could sell
this because its so refreshing. Even when
I sleep their in my thoughts and my
dreams. Smile on my face when I hear
them saxophones sing. Dancing with my
dream girl or maybe a couple. Flashing
the finger to my haters as I stay humble.
Hearing my favorite music bumping. My
brain starts jumping. Love this feeling
wish it will never stop. But as the beat
drops and the people and the party stop I
hear a loud beep. I woke up and realized
its my alarm clock. "Beep beep beep" roll
over "bee-" man what a hangover. Now
I'm back to reality I gotta stay focused
and can't go back. But if writing and
music was a drug.....I just relapsed. Light
it up.
Copyright © Landon Browning | Year Posted 2014
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