And I said to you “pour out pain if you need to, but do it where no-one can see you… like a man”
Colors and those words spilling out of your mouth…
Just get it the fuck out of your body, magic or no magic.
Use your two stupid eyeballs, and look around at all things you should be grateful for.
(Outward… not inward..)
We’ve had this conversation before…
Talked about it.
(Got a femur as long as a coffee table)
Got a sweet cat.
Got a love of music.
Got someone that I’ve grown close to
(Got a drug habit..)
A legal drug….
Got a job!
Pay plenty of taxes, give plenty of money to Israel,,,ya know..
I…..
I don’t know what’s happening.
I don’t know what I was thinking.
Or why.
Or what the fuck!
So you have a mini freak out, then you come back, then you pet your cat, then you feed the strays, then you put music in your ears and you just fall in love.
You fall in love with it.
Everything is right in the world , and these people,,these,,,these,,,these Legends…
It was pouring out of them.
Collectively.
And they were letting you watch.
They were letting you see, in the hopes that you might learn something..
Hoping that you would feel it too…
And their point would be passed on.
(For better or worse)
Nah… always for better.
Period..
Bleed what you bleed, son.
Don’t be ashamed.
Be proud that you made something..
(Maybe..)
Maybe nothin!
Maybe this dick!
Always “make”
Life has no point without it.
There is no satisfaction..
And stop givin muh fuckas directions!!
Enough of that going around….
Speak
YOUR
Story..
dawn 