Home longing...

I’d say to lay in paradise you gotta roll the dice,
yet to pay the price ain’t worth the sacrifice... 
Sure it’s nice to roam as stoned nomad, 
give up everything in hope of something that you don’t have, truth be told I feel to old to have my own kids, kinda fucked in the head in case you haven’t noticed, to much potent potion left me hard to feel emotion, no quoten, honest shit, suppose it’s showin I’m still open to the notion of hoping, tryna feel sublime by realigning my design, tryna take the hate out of every day that I’m alive... and that’s just it... hate less love more and ignore the signs that time fleeting... hard to open my heart to an art to find meaning, let alone post it on here this evening... but I feel I’m growing and the only way to show it this, a little moment with the Gods to let em know I still exist... To all those Its been to long since I chilled with, I love and miss you all, and that some real shit! ?