SuperHighSpeed
Looking out the window what do I see?
Blue sky, birds high, magic machines shooting by, and bye-
As I jump into a waterfall of everything and dream spiritually,
Awake an astral projection
Of emotion, thoughts of stress and oppression
To my digression,
Enter the field of haze
Where the memories and illusions repay-
And console a broke soul
A shard of which breaks free from, but
Remains on the ground if stepped on a sharp one
Looking out the window what do I see?
Ash Ketchum with Pikachu?
A Sega, a Nintendo, even a PS2?!
Playing hide and seek in grass
Finding young love,
Dreams of the past
#Timegoesfast
Now envisaging a future in Cribs
And with monetary mass
This depiction dissolves into the dirt and the grass.
Where talent gets lost and repetition becomes wrong
Like a beautiful voice that neglects a pure song
In ebony manacles you question
Where do you belong?
The sands are now heaped ,
Death is a friend
Closed hands become a message to send
To die is to live, it all makes sense
Life is like a cattle-filled meadow
I'm jumping the fence.