Your Life

Why must I die in the mind

I don't have the time to think for myself, let alone, deal with the thoughts of those who decide to hold on to the world's upside down ways, and feel that if I'm not thinking side ways with you then my thoughts are irrelevant

Regardless of the evidence that it works better.

As much as I love to be that shoulder for you to lean on, the one you can call to tell your worlds difficulties, I refuse to let my body be nominated to take in the stress of your words of bitterness because you decide to remain depressed.

Stop living off the love of deception and the discrepancies of what you fail to want to realize.

You've allowed life to become a venom in your eyes, and with words of poison spitting at everyone, you expect them to remain stabilized.

I don't know why I have allowed this to soak into my insides, so deep that I can't sleep. Life's stakes have become so steep, that its too overwhelming to cry.

I can't, No I won't be a victim of your crime of lies, trying to make me decide whether your logic is legit enough to make my wisdom die.

Given the chance to take a break from everything that has decided to manifest itself in your life

I would overdose in the ambiance of just being able to inhale or at least catch contact, of a day's fresh anointing, without the problems of YOUR life.