TheLegendsLeague

WithDrawal

I’m coping still
With withdrawal
But I’m enthrawled
with how dope this feels.

And all of my trips
Maybe not inline..
Shit,
If it makes me just as shaky as
A spokeless wheel..
Let’s hope this heals.

Today is just another weighed scale swayed ways.
From blacks to the white light glow
Through the greys.
I flow with the waves.

And know
if I graded what I’ve done
Its all A’s.
Canadians say,

“We’re strong and we’re free”.
While the rockets glare red,
We’re tryina shoot for stars above the stripes of the feds.
Crop cops…

From the image of our lives.
You get the picture.
To them we are just:
(Enter word here)

First there was the interum scare -
“If I take it from my life
Will the pendulum care?”

I am steady swinging
With my legs ready
Kicking any habits
That have damaged
Anything that’s worth giving of myself.

And now the focus is my health.
Hell if I aint happy with the wages of my wealth.

My bank account is hefty as the
Packaging of trash cans.
And my feelings are as open as the acting of a masked man -
After the curtain falls last and
All is left is the walk home briskly.

I talk thoughts like their not
at all costs risky.

And god saw everything
that I saw within me.
So I don’t pray nightly.
I just say whattup
and tip my hat down politely.

“Hello, sir.”

I know I am just closer
To building things
The homies and my girl
Can raise a toast for.

From here here its all cheers
‘Cause I have clapped every aspect of all fears.

And I have now fully shifted self through all gears.

The pace might brake.
But won’t stop.

The pain this takes
Puts the “H” through the “ace”.
And not many will look
that “acHe” in the face
for the long term.

Maybe I am in the wrong land.
Bad plans misdirected like a wrong turn.
Bad hands that I’ve never tried to fold.

Put your hands together and breathe.

He is cold like a slight sick sniffle.
The light might flicker,
The chances of the flame going out
are much thinner
than an alley cats whisker.

So why submit to your figure for?
A dope excuse to use a metaphor.

I’ve gone sober for a plethora of reasons,
But mostly so that I could just breathe.

Believe me.

- be.