The Walking Trip
Options
REAL_POETICAL
Members Posts: 347 ✭✭
Beyond the depths of madness
and the slums of existence
lies my mind on a trip beyond recognition
drifter like tendencies and a mentality of a merciless traveler
samsonite man they call me
well she call me and the other follower of her path
wrath of a woman's scorn curses my future new borns
maybe this is the reason to why my ? don't see destiny
reaility sets in and I'm a freak by natures design
naughty list 101 and a sick income to spend it on victims
budget for today: a coke for me and a trojan for her
as she lies awaiting the culture of my paradise
her passion becomes my score taking motivation
adapt to the vision I see
a man goiing in directions except for celebacy
insanity I yell...this is madness
NO THIS IS MY LIFE and you are just a balled up bus ticket
a folded up coupon and a ? eyed passenger on board
overload stimulation is occuring to the souls of the innocent
the pride I hold onto is as heavy as the burden I'll put on you
will you accept me and my trips
or will you leave me via a dynamic exit
you'll miss the custon and the custom soundtrack
the scent of my cologue and the sweet taste of my rapture
master of tongue supression and vibrant flexing
I'm a beast with a heart to change
will I escape my old ways or will I maintain
this is me calling my past traveling style
telling it to stay in the place I left it
don't follow unless it's she thats the traveling woman
Ms. Coach...I'm waiting for your exit
and the slums of existence
lies my mind on a trip beyond recognition
drifter like tendencies and a mentality of a merciless traveler
samsonite man they call me
well she call me and the other follower of her path
wrath of a woman's scorn curses my future new borns
maybe this is the reason to why my ? don't see destiny
reaility sets in and I'm a freak by natures design
naughty list 101 and a sick income to spend it on victims
budget for today: a coke for me and a trojan for her
as she lies awaiting the culture of my paradise
her passion becomes my score taking motivation
adapt to the vision I see
a man goiing in directions except for celebacy
insanity I yell...this is madness
NO THIS IS MY LIFE and you are just a balled up bus ticket
a folded up coupon and a ? eyed passenger on board
overload stimulation is occuring to the souls of the innocent
the pride I hold onto is as heavy as the burden I'll put on you
will you accept me and my trips
or will you leave me via a dynamic exit
you'll miss the custon and the custom soundtrack
the scent of my cologue and the sweet taste of my rapture
master of tongue supression and vibrant flexing
I'm a beast with a heart to change
will I escape my old ways or will I maintain
this is me calling my past traveling style
telling it to stay in the place I left it
don't follow unless it's she thats the traveling woman
Ms. Coach...I'm waiting for your exit
Comments
-
wow, your pieces never fail to captivate me!
the word play was on point.. I felt the emotions on so many levels..
thanks for sharing real p.. -
thanks for the props tupacfan...I see wte on fire lately...I'ma see what I missed during my hiatus
again thanks for the props...appreciate it -
REAL_POETICAL wrote: »thanks for the props tupacfan...I see wte on fire lately...I'ma see what I missed during my hiatus
again thanks for the props...appreciate it
lol, we still holding it down Real.. I try and be's around more often.. but yea, it's some good stuff on here lately.. digg that.
and no doubt, gotta show love where it' due. -
Props, great drop Real, conflicted and visual, I like how you find your mind in the distance... or allow the reader to. Nice touch.
