Days that now I spend thinking of you;
Writing my feelings down with a word or two...

The broken roads of an open mind;
Tragedy rewinds, sorrows are all I find...

She came running to me when I reached home. She...
Her face looked troubled. I gently wiped her tears...

The night falls with a silent sigh;
Sounds of the rain can't see nor deny...

A thousand days, A thousand nights,
Without a will, without a fight...

Crimson trees with a greenish fade;
Colorful leaves in form of a spade...

O! The wild allure in your sweet repose,
Incites and ignites the passion within...

On a wintry eve, when a crust of frost,
Turns my bones to rust and hair to snow...

Far into the night, no sign of any light,
I hear faint whispers of my past...

There was a time, I rode a horse,
A mighty steed it was...

I'ma fallin on hard times, wantin to bust a rhyme,
Tryin to shoot ma cr*p, Dyin for just a dime...

Look at them smile,
Did you miss the glint...