More than just killing time

More than just killing time writing rhymes eases my mind the escape when I feel confined just me an my thoughts left to converse flushing the bad thoughts out through a verse intricate and complex leaving many perplexed helps me cope leaves thoughts of hope that never diminish eases any amount of stress always at an arms reach when the problems seem to breach through painting them in various hues the remedy to the blues, bad news any fucken infection that heads in my direction we havent been together long, but what we have is something strong intertwined till the end of time brought together by a lost thinkers mind swimming in that deep blue staying true to the art throwing floaties out to the ones in distress this is a dedication to the homie that inspired me to progress having a true appreciation for the art giving it my heart an nothing less u said it best"I'm a fucken contradiction in love with my addiction" no rehabilitation I'm in love with the sensation fiending more gotta say thanks for opening the door