17/11/2023
Through times, I saw my mind, I saw what's designed and what's not, the s**t I thought I forgot was always on the same spot, leaning on my pot like a bottle of poison, drip drip, feeling as I slip, but still I got my mind on my trip, yet no recognition, though I had wisdom to bless, all it caused me was stress and feeling less, so I turned for the next page, feeling phased by what I saw in that place, like a race, I flipped more and more tryna find my core, but all I saw was spores, split like a leaf by the winds motion, turning on me like a looping, yet I walked through cooping, hoping that one day I'd find devotion, yet I didn't see my own rotion of my explosions, I left small imprints, just like a glimpse, having my own, yet a seed in everyone has grown, only time could tell, like a spell of hell, I impale until I saw em all stale by the actions they though there was no reaction, always moving in factions and I said that I'm a king of kings, they though it was just a whim, now they all feel it from within.
