Asylum Seeker – Day 331, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

Seeking asylum,
Isn’t what I thought it was as I’m reaching for my blunt,
Going insane while I’m leaning on my guts,
From the astral plane when I get high up,
Out of my body with bodies in my mind trying to get violent,
Anything for some silence…
At least it’s how I feel nowadays.
Mayday!
I scream internally as I’m on a chase,
For cream with a heart made of ice that wouldn’t melt away.
But,
What am I to do?
I’m a male with nothing to prove,
Other than my will to work through,
A smile as fake as the people who promise they’ll never hurt you…
So,
I’m surfing a wave I ride through cursive.
An ocean of blood I swim in with purpose.
Only God can see while I wait for the day I sleep in a hearse,
And,
Leave a legacy behind for anyone to learn from…