deepundergroundpoetry.com
Never Mind The Matter
If I could just get the Fukk out of my mind
Maybe today I could have a good time
I wouldn't care I wouldn't whine I would never mind
I betcha all the things I've been forgetting to find
Are all out there outside of my mind
All I want to do is rewind
Between the lines redefining the undefined
The things stuck way in the back of my mind
Tiptoeing around the floating landmines
What today forgets tomorrow reminds when you're out of your head but stuck inside of it just trying to get out of your mind
I wish for once I could just lose my mind
So for once I could see what is right in front of me and quit obsessing for one minute what lies behind
I do this same sh*t everytime and like a
Little bitch now I be crying when I think back to the time I crossed that wrong line
Now I am dying to get outside of my mind
The misery is no mystery to me nothing ever slips my mind
The riddles and rhymes the nickels and dimes
Over analyzing and vandalizing the lost and the finds
Everyday with ambition just praying and wishing
That somewhere this time is somebody listening
So I could lose it to find
Next time that I'm in my right mind
CODY RAY T.
01/28/95---03/30/19
REST IN LOVE
Maybe today I could have a good time
I wouldn't care I wouldn't whine I would never mind
I betcha all the things I've been forgetting to find
Are all out there outside of my mind
All I want to do is rewind
Between the lines redefining the undefined
The things stuck way in the back of my mind
Tiptoeing around the floating landmines
What today forgets tomorrow reminds when you're out of your head but stuck inside of it just trying to get out of your mind
I wish for once I could just lose my mind
So for once I could see what is right in front of me and quit obsessing for one minute what lies behind
I do this same sh*t everytime and like a
Little bitch now I be crying when I think back to the time I crossed that wrong line
Now I am dying to get outside of my mind
The misery is no mystery to me nothing ever slips my mind
The riddles and rhymes the nickels and dimes
Over analyzing and vandalizing the lost and the finds
Everyday with ambition just praying and wishing
That somewhere this time is somebody listening
So I could lose it to find
Next time that I'm in my right mind
CODY RAY T.
01/28/95---03/30/19
REST IN LOVE
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 1
reading list entries 0
comments 0
reads 629
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.