Weight 03/22
Feel it?
Expectations, the world on your back, dragging a cross on morale
Burdens, purgatory on your shoulders, encasing all the rage
Regrets, storms in your chest, tears raining down
Intellect a curse, it never helps when you need it
Ignorance, more or less the same, worse once one learns
Laughter, a drug, it helps, never long lasting
Passion, a luxury, numb to wast
So crushing are the advice of others
Suggestions, now curses and angst
Vices, distractions embraced
Accept or Deny, it'll still be engraved
This is weight.
A Daze 03/22
Phasing through seconds
Floating along the minutes
Drifting with the hours
Every blink, another scene
So sluggish, sickening to the core
Perpetual spirals, shifting the mind to crashing
So you wake up
Not for long though
Blunts packed
You didn't want this
Panic sets in
Jolting to get it together, paper, green, roll along
Your Back
The same maze, tricking you to the same trap every time
The same drag, that you take to get past
Welcome back to your familiar daze.