A glass or two to handle my emotions
Light the fire and let my mind at ease
Just another individual with visuals
Trying to find peace
If it wasn't for the inked engraved
I wouldn't think about the diseased
Looking down on me now
I bet you asked yourself how
I would think so
contemplating on the things to let go
But you kept em around didn't know
How to put the shit down
You're perfect Life example
Of how Love can get you killed
And I Hate it
That I have to watch it from this angle
 It's like I'm fighting a battle
I have no chance of winning over
This feeling I have now tell me will it last forever?
With resentment I push to to keep at bay
A conversation with you around
I wouldn't want it any other way
Till the next time
Love you
Happy Fathers Day

Extra baggage hanging around, either you in or you not? Or that shit weighing you down?.. Possibilities are endless going from Good morning's 😘 to how you Been?
When Reality of it is
what we had really wasn't shit.
I Should of known that from the get
when on the first night you let me hit
Followed up the next morning it was great
Not to mention,
For the next couple days we offered and shared one another's time and attention.
Then things start feeling distant
Friends became strangers
What was once mutual started feel-unusual.
6am banging on the door that shit was crucial,
My heart was heavy my lips were sealed but Don't get twisted I'm steps away from my Springfield
Who would of known the outcome if that door had open?
Thinking back on it now I'm steady in motion
" Fall back and keep your distance "
"Save yourself  from being broken "

But..
Yet appreciative for the moments...