An Exorcise In Creativity

Sometimes I wanna write about love
Sometimes I wanna write about how I messed it all up
And some days I just go on and on bumping off at the gums so fast and long winded like a freight train off the tracks so rapid fire my fingers can't keep up
Ha, see what I did there?
Nevermind you will get there!
Anyway, I was about to say
Sometimes I just wanna write my life away
Craft a story about a beach with me in a lawn chair
With money everywhere
My family and I without a single care
Sometimes I wanna write pimp tight 
And drop sixteen bars like I'm ready to fight
In your hands and hot like a Samsung note 7 ready to ignite
I can't escape the darkness though
Sometimes I write like I sold my soul
And talk about where the little dead things go
Reach into to the parts of my mind that sanity don't know
Gather up the monsters and put on a show
Sometimes I wanna write like I'm a super hero
Seriously epic for real though no ego
Save someone's life in the nick of time 
Like it's a comic book but written in rhyme 
I haven't even touched on the depths I like to swim
My minds like a storm and changes on a whim
This is just an exorcise
Was looking for a way to stimulate my mind 
My boat I want it to capsize 
While I'm trapped inside
I'm excited to see the treasure I find 
When I pop out on the other side

By LukeCoomer ©