Hope Has Overdosed

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Our sole purpose

Finding our soul’s purpose

Surprised?

You didn’t know this?

But, your life tends to show it

The soulless are now on notice

And not afraid to show it

Now, it is their chance to row it

I wish I was clueless

Trying not to live my life secluded and diluted

I keep hearing this call like it is my turn to prove it

I’ve graduated past needing him or them

I’ve exceeded past trying to be prim

My agenda has me looking within 

Fantasizing about showing my race we can win 

The cost is friends 

Lonely nights clutching my own head

Finally, understanding why my relationships are swinging by a thread 

Well, I learned drama feeds family and friends

I don’t have anymore stories about a cheating man

How about why do I feel depressed again?

Why I chose to not let my father in?

What will I regret on my death bed?

I know, morbid

But, this is what the world did

This ‘fake mix’ of a matrix

Even me, an escapist cannot escape this

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