destination unknown.

Driving down the I-95, it was Miami chilly outside.
Couldn't decide on the temperature in our ride,
so we cracked the window and let the glass bowl fire our vibe.
The balance of warmth being sucked into our lungs,
and the cold air hitting our skin to sting,
made me numb to the road we were traveling along.
Passing every exit that would guide us home,
we lifted the volume and sang "so long" as we roamed.

B

Ninja Girl

Painted in black.
Never aware
of her next attack.
She'll feed you her poison,
Sauteed in sex
and laced with threats
to pull you more in.
This elixer will creep down your spine,
numbing your concept
of space and time.

Beware of her darts,
for she aims them at hearts.
If yours should seem weak,
forever will your soul
be hers to keep.

Butterfly, with a Slight Fear.

Is there depth to despair
in those glances and stares?
Are you really prepared
to handle with care?
Too much distance to bear.
Butterflies,
with a slight fear.
Another nervous look in the mirror.

I think I know
how to work this,
but I'm a thousand emotions
that I can't name at the moment.
It starts and keeps growing,
through my veins,
pacing and moving.
Almost a bitter sweet;
instead of defeat,
I rose to my feet.


Lyrics by Fed.

Lack There Of

Lately i thought i've been losing it,
my neglection feels like i've been abusing it,
and i've wondered if i'm still even allured to it?
by being unsure my words have come out un-pure,
unpurity feeds me uncertainty
and the uncertainty digests as scrutiny.
judging myself
i make a nervous wreck of myself
this has to be disastrous to my health.
sweaty palms are doing me wrong,
i can't think
when i'm fighting to keep a grip.
questioning my talent?
there's no way my mind's that bent!
it has to be you who's caused this torment.
you soak in my blood,
using my cells as a raft to reach my brain above.
inflicting memories that appear as tragedies
playing like full screen movies
blocking whatever else there is to see.
basically blinded by your power
my inspiration has gone sour.