420 poem pt.4

[Just Silver]

I sit and think about rushing time
its not good said goodbye
from all the pain from unforgotten happiness
that we might never soon repent

As i lay i think of thoughts of success
yet society shuns the crooked mess
as for i melt like time in mind
sorrow songs here to there intertwined

As i sleep i feel pit less and emotion leaves
as some summer days in a subtle breeze
yet i die inside from backgrounds pain
a key of thought now twice be maimed

asi die i hear laughter of this mess of life
a man with a joker mask and a sharp tipped knife
sooner my death is bear to witness
in my tomb i stiil see the life

as i rebirth i am the sun jupiter and mars
kites of mind and all is one
i leap into thin air and magic appears
or it least this should show that im open for cheer

[Just Silver]

bumpin