Decided to call on my trustworthy friend
we havent spoke in a while
well when i came to speak found out there was lots of time lost
well it came to let lose on the tongue
it was all tongue tied
with not many words to say but the ideas in place
unfinished thoughts waiting to be said
but the point being unable to come across
with the misconceptions or analytical assumptions
and the force of thoughts being misconstrewed
for what was once easy to be put forth
has know become a choir with an uneasy feeling
like the stomach churning and doing flips
why is it so hard to speak what goes forth through the brain n heart
if I could just rationalize all the small talk
from the IF AND BUTS n the SO's
I would fly at the speed of light n be back by tonight
If I could ask you a question, I would ask where you went? you can teach me a lesson everytime I got bent
The alcohal dosent always help
It dosent matter the season the leaves still fall
for as simple as I am how did it get so complex
from studying the margins and forgetting the text
we used to walk with pride
from drunk or sober life was exactley what is was given
with so much time lost can it all be forgotten
what was once done was easier said
from this I reach out to my so called friend
as I stand up and take a look n a breath
its all easy
what you have to give in to win and feel we will be reunited into the friendship that was all intertwined
the conversations that we had all the time
random thoughts over the simplest and stupidest things
the good n bad times we have shared
where it all went into time lost n forgotten
the phobias and lies but we always had each others back no matter when the times were tough or solid
well Hopefully we get back to what we had
I call on my once n only trustworthy friend
its name lies by my PEN
with its paper by its side
all over writers block can it just ever be that simple
That is the friend I call upon in dire need to reunite with
