Transition is the phase, bought the sky as my element-
Can’t help myself, lend a hand, or stay obstinate-
Cop the dirty day, and the everlasting night-
Hold it sacred, like Charlie gripped the gobstopper tight-
Flip the lid of my third eye-
But I still don’t see it comin’, runnin’ down the toxic corridor-
Lost my breath, kept on gunnin’-
Past black plastic bags-
Biodegradation didn’t last-
Overflowing with rejection from generations past-
Nasty stench rising, trash piling-
Sinful structures in my path-
Lights flashing in my head-
Red, sirens, see the door is open-
Gotta stand straight, got my back hunched – scoliosis-
Moses parted red waters-
Splitting muddy waters harder to part than you think-
Separation of purity from the stink-
Pitch black, silence, God bless the everlasting night-
Break away from the chaotic mess-
Drill a hole into my eyesight-
Light shafts shoot down from the heavens and the clouds-
I go there every now and then, but never say it out, loud…
Shrieks of misery, sanctuary intermingle while I bleed-
Incapable to free the thorn that’s jammed into my artery-
While I push it further in-
Beg myself to scream, steel piston pumping pain-
No oil, viscosity-
Bile ducts shut down-
Vile sludge pulse through-
Champion-style lost his crown-
Dehydration from the truth-
Quench my black thirst with the red-labeled bud-
Green buds, light-green orange hairs in my buds-
One blast from the chalice and I never hold a grudge-
Move on-
Sober-silence-
Time to meditate, contemplate on my plans-
Hesitate on my move-
Procrastinate-
Kill the bishop and the pawn to prevent checkmate-
Otherwise deteriorate, till the next phase beckons-
Infiltrate-
Stay in sync with half-steppin’-
To the next level-
Inevitable transition is the phase-
Sold the earth as my mineral~