Reflection of Self
swaying with vibe , as i move like the
ocean, relaxing into a deeper trance ,, my mind falls off the beaten road
and i am not who i used to be.. thought's of death cloud my mind,,
like the night my uncle used the 44 barrel to end his fate...
darkness clouds around me,, and i see someone at the end of the hell gazed street
and i couldn't fathom who it was,, and when i started to run after who i thought it was
he kept stretching further from my grips ,, i could hear my heart pounding and i started
to cry
and then everything became slow motion..................
and then he turned around..... it was me......
i woke up
Copyright © Jacob Lammerman | Year Posted 2011
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