Be the morphine
That shoots through these veins
And straight into my heart
Where our journey shall begin
Who is this stranger, I?
Please find out for yourself
Never fear, or look down on me
For the normality I tend to dismiss
Not purposely
Never once do I force myself
Of an average perspective in life
Just being myself
With flaws and all
Come and look through these errors
And see if you could still stay
Be honest with this existence
That stands over an empty plot of reasons
Over a winding weary grave
Memories by death via empty word inflictions
No I am not the supposed ideal man
For I am too far from that
Cannot be like anyone else
I stand for realism and idealism
Exploring the flesh of a metaphoric kinship
It’s what I do best, I would like to think anyway
Oh, But judge me, Judge me
Without really knowing the intent of my heart
Take for granted this soul you may do
But at least I don’t take anything for granted
Because I truly know how to love
Oh, You can look outward. Onward
To the journey for perfection
I am just fine where I am at
Embracing every last fault
So I can correct anything negative, anything wrong
Making myself a better person within
Ah, And trust me
In the end I will be happy
And in the end you will be sad
As I relinquish any burden
That keeps you alive and well
You never took me for what I was worth
Now you are homeless
In the love you keep a VERY high standards for
And still you have no idea on why your love never lasts
Yet, Even now I feel sad for you
I don’t need you anyways
I kicked the habit hard
Sobriety away from your heart
Is such a beautiful thing all in itself
Oh, My ending is a happy ending, Is yours?
Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
1//31/11
Ps. Words tried to correct most of what I wrote haha. It's not suppose to be perfect because Flaws are better.
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