French Inhale

still coping my emotions

swaying the thought to be in motion

with the flow in between oceans

the thought of dope could somehow fix this

knowing there is no bliss when I use this

four months will be something I don’t miss

I fell into the void of the abyss

searching for my sis

I almost lost my breath

I had my taste of death

collapsed waking up feeling sweaty

god I hope I’ve had plenty

2025 was my way of saying goodbye

I’m just another guy

to ignore

with no knocking on the door

did I say four I meant five

I’m at a deep dive

with a life always questioning

how am I still alive

I will send my allegiance to no one

loaded with blanks inside a gun

racing towards the sun

the black clouds have won

the thunder erupts with a sound

like a heart beat that’s meant to pound

it haunts me

that I have to recollect the sound of your voice

as if I had a choice

it makes me tremble

as if I've lost words and became mental

don't be gentle

I'm embracing the fact that people can be judgmental

it's inconsequential

that I had a thought of praying tonight

I would not be polite

hands together, my eyes are closed my spirit is exposed

let's have toast

to the ones we miss most

I've only known two who would oppose

they pulled the trigger that constrained her finger

and we will forever have an undying rose