blueprint

Unguided soul.
In a world with many dark paths.
Addiction leaves my brain emotionally flat lined.
Pumping the breaks on trees, withdrawals leaves me feeling a ritual need.
If this thought were to leave, another one will come right along to make my heart bleed.
The razor sharp fear, while my body language is so well put together.
In an effort to weather the storm with or without the comfort of my family's umbrella.
College made me strong, even the pain I felt... felt like it was gonna last forever.
17 years old with a passion for creative vision .
That was all that was left. That's been my drive for the past four years.
Still sometimes...i feel as tho the painful thoughts I have are not worth hearing.
Not worth sharing. Not worth caring.
All that I feel sometimes is overbearing.
My queen's eyes are full of love to share with me.
Something's are hard to put in words, but I know to come to my boo's place for comfort.
Mentally still feels sunken, holding hands out & queen says "are you still coming?"
So hiding these thoughts for too long won't serve the greater good, I gotta be real with me. I have to climb this big ass tree.
Of life.... Water the roots daily
So in the end, the trends all around me peer pressures me so much
But I hope the pressure will turn me into a chrystal of such. (C)