THCreate

Poetry by Lucas Turner-Harris©™ 
Type Beat for lyrical flow

Every now and then I think about the good times.
The bad times often come to thought too.
When I get downed and lonely,
I remind myself not to be stuck on the thought of you.

On the the thought of you, yeah, that was history.
I had to learn to let you go.
Let you go from my mind, and my mentality,
Especially from my mental to cleanse my spiritual.

The men(toll) was too much pressure.
I’m a man who truly knows his worth.
I know that there is someone out there better.
There’s a million women on this earth.

Who am I to wait around for you?
Just so you can be ready?
Why on earth would I wait on you?
When I got the ingredients to cook this spaghetti.

Each and every time, when you riddle my mind.
I have to pause, fast forward, play, then rewind.
I rewind, yeah that’s my mistake.
The mistake is thinking that I wasn’t great.

But the truth be told, I was great all along.
And the thoughts on my mind, don’t consume me at all.
Don’t confuse the message that used to weigh me down,
I’m not stuck on you anymore, I’ve left that town.

Let me say it again, just so I can be heard.
If I take you back, people would think that is absurd.
If I take you back, I’d go back on my word,
If I take you back, you are not who I deserve.

Leave me alone, get out of my head.
Is this a dream or a nightmare instead?
If this is a dream, pinch me so I can stop.
Time is an illusion, just like a clock.

Tick, tick, tick, tock.
May the thoughts about you forever stop.
Nothing herein is intended to be offensive.
Mostly just lackadaisical intentions.

Letting you go, I can finally breathe,
I can finally take a step back and see.
I can see all of the lies and the dishonesty,
And that is what I call, serendipity.

To be continued…