One day my body will eventually betray me but my poetic state of mind will never leave me its woven in my embers,it’s in my soul, my heart, my lungs,my thoughts, the greats they speak to me at nighttime they speak to me in my dreams they speak to me in ways you’ll never understand I feel there words as they tickle my mind in places you’ll never see places you’ll never reach they entertain my inner walls,they entertain my inner Chambers, how delightful it really is to see there words dancing 💃 around in my head how at peace with it I’am now.
I hear a knocking but I do not see anyone around.
I hear a knocking but I do not hear a sound.
The greats they scream to me at night for there release it’s alright now I’m here I’ll show them now.
My thoughts are clear they always have been and always will be cause my heart is pure.
With this pen I’ll find new hope again I’ll find the cure.