True To Myself

waking up in my smokey apartment
smell of weed and booze fill up the air
naked angel right next to me
only God knows the sins of the last night
staring at my tattooed hand
wondering if I did the right thing
falling in love with myself
only to fight the hate from within
hoping that this is the last puff
of this puff puff pass system

As the angel awakes
questions linger in my mind
what is her name?
how did we meet?
is this what my life is turning out to be
wishing i had picked the call when Christ called me
just to ease my burdens on him
lighting another split

wishing I could escape this unforseen mist

        LEVON