by Stefon Napier09 Jul 2013
I loosen myself from the daily brick of the day
The pain urges anger,
A wailing hurt that causes the heart to become inert
Like when fame fails miserably
Blackened out, a night persisted by doubt
Calls into question the integrity of the mornings
Sun rises like a daily warning
but I'm still warming
My dreams only feel close when their caught in my throat
So it's hunger to live.
Hanging on this mic so I don't fall off the cliff.
And all this popular speculation about how I convey life's sensations
is devastating God's pavement for me
His revelations are gracious
My talent is latent
but I still ask that he demonstrate greatness for me.