Quarter to 4 Poetry
As a mind gazes back and forth in a whirlwind full of thoughts brought to attention in the 3rd dimension, you see shit clearly. A figure with more clarity, colors preparing, asking the woman next to you, “marry me”. The second guess option is always an alternative for you. But if you fuck with all this fire, guarantee that its gon burn you. Trippin out, spittin out words you don’t mean. Superhuman feeling, all you wanna do is scream. Never is it an option, you definitely needa stay up. Cos if you doze off, slight chance that you might not wake up. Go ahead, put it in ya hand, try it if you will. Cos after that, it ain’t the same as your first time having a PILL.