MR. SiLLY fLOW - TAKE A BREATH!!!

Fix it with a steely grip up on the reigns
Sticking to the silly couldn't make me feel more sane
Tripping off the potion of a manic mental state
What comes next I leave up to fate
Blinking
I'm blinking
Thinking
I'm thinking
Pondering my weakness
Stomping out my feelings
With the words
Until their bleeding
Cheeky butterfingers
Dropping calls to Jesus
Sneaky under covers fears
Creeping up on my sphere
Glasses dirty
Misconceptions crystal clear
Tricking myself into the rear
Stiffen my face still a tear
Leaves me feeling weird
Need to replace my thinking patterns
Detached from my brain
Merely waste a breath on an escape
Veering for the edge of deprecated things
Blinking till it's over
Soaking in the moment
Ghostly thieving
Hungry
Cocoon up into my lonely
Cocoon up into my lonely
Grieving
I'm grieving
Fiending
I'm fiending
For the comatose bottom feeder roast
Stalling my mind till I'm losing control
Slowing down and holding up my flow
Get out the seconds still rolling
Holding my breath and count to seven
Lucky to be breathing count it as a blessing
Showing verbose diction riddled with a knack for explosive angry tempers
Level-headed sections of my stories coming out in lectures
Stepping to the side and catching my breath till I'm better
Heaving chunks of my mind on the lines I hope I'm leaving an impression
What comes next I leave up to fate
What comes next I hope it's up to me
Fix it with a steely grip up on the reigns
Sticking to the silly couldn't make me feel more sane
Tripping off the potion of a manic mental state
What comes next I leave up to fate

Written by:
Zachary Scheuerman

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