Recollection of My Self

Pitch black in the morning, theres a person in the road
No! Just deleary of someone long ago,
Promises and plans but it was all such and so,
Delusions walked a different path, I rolled a different flow.
“Have We Met Before”
I bit on my lip I tasted my gore,
No response not even sure..
So close but distant memories of being a kid,
But this was all underneath my eyelids.
Cause I awoke on the road,
Freely highway bound always on the go,
Ride the highways to where ever they know.
Black top path at the end do you promise?,
Evert mile sign passed I think how bad I want this,
White lies along the way do they exit off to honest,
Might fuck up some smalls,but big I wont I promise.
Stop screaming your steps ahead of Hell,
And I take the time to recollect myself
Second touching these reminding feelings that I felt,
Metranome to the beat going inside myself.
Ambulance? No just an S.U.V.
On the highway in the middle of remaining trees,
Driving past the points of X,Y,Z
Far now started before A,B,C
But I exit to the right he disappears to the left of me,
And the sun is sweating a little further west of me,
All I remember before my eyes close,
Seratonin off pause now continue the show,
Closed eyed visuals continued the flow,
Recollecting myself like I dont even know.
Now the river is a mirror and Im staring down me,
But my reflection seems to breathe better than me,
And it let out a current that pulled right to the sea
Ripples just remain how could this be?
The third and final look is unclear to see,
But i’ll find these answers hidden inside of me.
So splash make me go invisible,
I know I am not fucking invincible.
But I know I am better than what is perceived,
There is a berathing soul living inside of me,
Reviving myself inside vivid poetry,
My constant reminder of this gracious hope in me,
And this isnt perfection I hope you can see,
Just enlightenment me getting to know me.
Its opening doors and not abusing ecstacy,
Let my life be filled with grace and empathy
I spoke out to the blessed now I speak out to myself,
Dont let your home burn to a living hell,
Barricade the meteorites with a platonic shell,
Dont feed in to this dirty glass that they sell,
Or $7 Fuckin 50 at Taco Bell,
Dont let yourself poison the drinking well,
Now your mind wont internally swell,
No more saying Ill see you in Hell,
Embraced the blessed now clenching myself
Then the illusion all around starts to wein,
But morals not forgot after stating its a dream