Me
Yo Stacey I heard you want to fly,
So let's flow a while and open our third eye,
I don't know what you heard and I don't know why,
but the reality we believed was built on a lie.
Stace
Forget what you heard,
It's what I know that pulls me away from the herd.
This absurdity that is you and me has become a Melody untold.
Time is on hold while all these layers are quick to unfold.
Me
Working to un-know all the things I've been told,
Trying to live life before I get too old,
Feel myself crumble while I'm breaking the mold,
Too many things glitter but they ain't made of gold.
Stace
You see, the thing about gold is, Its' beauty is in the eye of the beholder,
So what do you be holding? All these thoughts are molding-
Into one and back in two, like the eb and flow of big blue.
Who knew all these words attached to memories-
Could sprout from seeds and cover up old roots.
Me
Speaking of roots and seeds, the things this Earth sign bleeds,
Fulfilling my own needs, while chopping through all the weeds,
My flow never concedes, I build my own wall and the negativity recedes.
Stace
Fire signs can help you align if that's what you need.
Just keep in mind no man's an island.
Walls can keep out the negativity but that's amongst other things.
Me
These walls I build organically, I control the dam and I can let it all flow free,
Just like I can execute lyrically, I can excommunicate just as easily,
No need to look back, never fearing an attack,
I stay on the spiritual track, no more time for feeling that I lack.
Stace
Well damn, you seem like a structurally sound being-
filled with everything you need. I admire your lyrical choreography,
Much like dancing to your own heart beat,
As I admire from afar, I just want to be where you are mentally.
Maybe then my brain wouldn't be so cloudy
Me
All I want to show you is it's not that far away,
I threw out all the fake shit and started saying namaste,
In my mind life's just a simple game we play,
We're all here on the same level at the end of the day.
Stace
If in your mindset life is like a simple game we play-
then I must need to sharpen my skills.
My experiences created new obstacles,
Like thinking traps that keep me caught-
in this constant state of doubt-
With bursts of clarity when you come sit next to me.
Now I just try to repeat these feelings of being complete-
but fall short when I have to compete
With this negative energy depleting me-
while he uses me to no end.
Boundaries are useless when no one acknowledges them.
In collaboration with the awesome nugwife
. #equalworkforequalcake
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