Nascent

I was on the edge of giving up love don’t give enough I hate life with a passion I hate that I’m surching for love invisible to hate like glass to to a dove an my word play is just a nascent floating but now it time to lever up lyrical slaughter take yo breath away like I punctured yo lung…sleep,eat,work on repeat hard to think I can function this much, dam I don’t go to functions enough everyone knows working to much can end up fucking shit up treat your self well take a brake I can’t say it enough