Like the unseen far side of a place that you know,
it's moving further as you go.
An insurmountable wash-out,
left me regretful and shamed.
I could not recognize my gain.
If my heart would stop beating for just a moment or two,
I'd see reality unglued.
In retrospect I felt comfort,
when revelation ensued,
you will not feel me under you.
I've been patient for too long,
I crave to feel abuse.
I've been waiting my whole life for someone just like you.
Ocean water,
take my daughter.
My bones are not as strong.
My brain is fodder.
I'll keep moving forward,
two steps too far, I'm back.
I have abandoned my shell,
feel wind against my neck.
I think that I deserve this,
I've managed to maintain.
I'll pull your body closer,
to feel my curdled veins.
I'll live with absence of words,
and see through time,
they hold no satisfaction,
they're lacking real design.
I'll be reminded daily,
my conscience planted seeds.
No instinct to protect you.
Don't ask me.
Showed the live version of "notha thang" to my mom and she wasn't too happy about it. I could tell that by the way she had a vacant look on her face. BPad
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