[ Featuring heircules ]
Clear reflections near the river sear my retinas
Peering off the ledge, remember peers and what we sketched up (big motion)
See the textures heat the present feel the essence high
Regrets were piling let the pieces set in over time
The easel brightens up the messes which I'm living in
Scribbling each arrival, realize the stress of limerence
Self-inflicted measures, ripping dopamine from older texts
Holding breaths, hoping that some rest will heal corroded flesh
I see what Holden means the phonies in the scene suck
Finding closure peaceful but my mind won't let me speak up
Moving while my feet stuck, improvements still complete luck
Ruminating, metaphase the pain, I choose erasing love
Temporarily, the truth ain't always clarity
Clair de Lune apparent, from my vantage I was scared to see
Dared to dream and I'll accept the change of scenery
I dare to dream cuz I believe I'll be forever free
My skin clear to match my conscience
Living with my fears, have to push it past the nonsense
Conflicts
Ripple fast, feel it that's what loss is
The object is to heal the scabs, lean into catharsis
Always
It's been a minute since I've cleaned
The cobwebs are taking over
Taking down the blackout curtains the rays are raising solar
I've spent all this time yelling instead of getting my pen embellished
Memories I've cherished looking back I'm feeling jealous (big motion)
I swapped out my weaponry for a chance at peace
The chemistry immaculate all my brothers getting a piece
I've appeased the gods with the flowing creeks
And the beast is leashed
Picture perfect not an option but we're chasing dreams
Tracing spots exercising caution to say the least
Overthinking plots not on my daily planner this week
Over all the sneaks
Snakes in the grass just leave them be
Focused on myself I don't got time for my enemies
The recipe for greats major success is my destiny
I bask in the sunlight and the love for my entropy
The melody is mental what more could you expect from me
My face reflecting up from the river this where I'm meant to be
My flesh and bones are weary I'd rather sit with the summer breeze
The smell of freedom and the grass stains on my dungarees
It's me
It's me
My skin clear to match my conscience
Living with my fears, have to push it past the nonsense
Conflicts
Ripple fast, feel it that's what loss is
The object is to heal the scabs, lean into catharsis
Always
