Trying to get blessed with no stress, but the lord shaking his head cause by the end of the day I lay about only to let in all that I left out. My mind clouds I need a dose of bud to clear it out. Keep trying not to think but the pain is too deep for me to blow out. My head melts just like candles on a cake, drip drop onto the top where the pretty dies and gets replaced with my imagery, a catastrophe has been put onto another innocent thing and at what content but a silly mistake brought from a person on to another and eventually passed down to me. Its getting hard to breath so I sit down just to feel the ground beneath my feet. Laying back I close my eyes hoping to put myself at ease.
