Life as an a option

This is a free mind…
Not for sale yet…

Incarcerated…

But wasn’t locked up…

Metaphor for bein stuck…

wake up, pray, roll a jay and write from my heart…

edit….

so I can speak to the lost…

or at least sound familiar to the ones i cross…

Now Landing as I must find the next gate to cross..

On the road rushing to be lost…

destination one way to higher consciousness…

But its a layover….

in the regrets of my own truth…

left that luggage behind… security arrest for stress…

Soon they will yell next…
Time to check in

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