The Summary

Ima tell you why sometimes I feel like I’m worry free. Struggles that I’m glad I made it through mentally. Knowing I probably wouldn’t be here without them but I am luckily. My girl and I are getting back but I feel it’s cause she stuck with me. I always see the good in her if I get hurt again like my kid it’ll stick with me. I don’t know why but I feel people happy to get rid of me. But when I think about it if it ain’t meant to be it ain’t meant to be. Can’t let it disturb my soul if I’m tryna grow spiritually. I’m tryna go beyond but my heart cursed indefinitely. All about a check cause I only believe in that and the people checking on me. Things get hot but the notch I stay cool to some degree. This is just part one of my summary. June 11. 

“Sensitivity is my weakness”. If it is I’m not looking for it nor see it. This is just a testimonial, colonial size portion of my will. Which resides to its surprise in the heart of a guy who doesn’t let shit fly still. Drifting with it outside with a metal supply making a drive-by show skill. My mental scenes flows of water until objects crash in the middle either that or it stay still. Not up for the taking but I give it to you as your beautiful personality won’t have anyone getting the steal. Because having them over you so disgusting to me eew. I don’t know what they consuming they just take it once a day like a prescription pill. You take me there astronomically I don’t need space from you for real. Counting up the prices for the things I’d buy you without giving a fuck about the till. In reality you’re a giant I feel outta my lane I’ll never get you my confidence fall lil. I’ll get so sick of it I mean really sick of it my body grow Ill. I take my shot like I’m gambling or an arrangement with the devil, can’t take the deal. June 18. 

I’ve unlocked parts of myself like my heart was a game. Putting the right pieces together in a Tetris theme the world I evolve in is the blame. Animals instincts scream inside my soul speak to me crazy it can’t seem to be tamed. Looked into my eyes so much so long I know I can see flames. Lately I been soul searching for that one that would stand out there with me in the rain. A take one daily for my pain. The tendons in my muscles without causing a strain. Who understands that we both have drive on our own but feels that we can ride together in a car pool lane. I hallucinate too much I need that sane person to keep from going insane. That one person who won’t stab the good in me in the back but cause it to separate. From its other half seems to much to listen to but I can help you get it without anything to complicate. I’m a contract with many parts, a’s, and b’s with one determined fate. Just know everything will be taken care of off my metaphorical plate. June 19.