02/04/2022
So my friend- you choke yesterday when I said that I listen to every grain of sand …
You whispered it is to hard, it is to intense, and that you-miss the beat of life if you have to venture with me to the dissonance of my music, and my real life stories.
You told me that my pool of tears are drowning every new born seed…But I know all your positivity can not get me out of here.
I told you don’t shy away cause I hang in the balance. And invite you to take my hands, let my eyes lock with yours and I will show you how we do this.
I poured you a whiskey, put my cherry to***co pipe in your mouth, and bend our hands to The Master that knows our every hair .. when my prayer was done, the polluted rotten, decay of life were still hanging..
It was about then when you asked … where is it... your raw openness of fear ? … because you saw only then how the sorrow lifts, and my loneliness fades into the sphere.. So my friend- you choke yesterday when I said that I listen to every grain of sand …
You whispered it is to hard, it is to intense, and that you-miss the beat of life if you have to venture with me to the dissonance of my music, and my real life stories.
You told me that my pool of tears are drowning every new born seed…But I know all your positivity can not get me out of here.
I told you don’t shy away cause I hang in the balance. And invite you to take my hands, let my eyes lock with yours and I will show you how we do this.
I poured you a whiskey, put my cherry to***co pipe in your mouth, and bend our hands to The Master that knows our every hair .. when my prayer was done, the polluted rotten, decay of life were still hanging..
It was about then when you asked … where is it... your raw openness of fear ? … because you only saw then how the sorrow lifts, and my loneliness fades into the sphere…