PasopNegra

The smell hit me before she did My only escape is when I hid In my dreams In my prayers wishing to god that I don't ever smell that barley breath It intoxicated her mind Its funny how we are similar just different We both have a different definitions to our word called escape When will we both realize its enough Enough with being in a drunk state of mind Enough with just taking the bullshit excuses every morning after Enough with the lies to the outside world Enough with the marks marring your beautiful dark skin Soon there will be an escape... Hang on Enough will soon come _ PasopNegra

Ftick! Hissssss! Its a kaleidoscopic effect That my thoughts ponder upon themselves. We debate We laugh We talk We lay back I wait I stare We connect like constellations Both opposites but having so much in common But soon it fades away Again? PasopNegra