Off The Grid E

Me and my thoughts sit here alone. I swear it's been ages since I did this. No looking up shit all in my phone. No longer preoccupied with just business. Sometimes you just sit back in your zone. I used to be locked in and so serious. Before you look up, the years are gone. You feel so withdrawn, it's like you need a Bit. I need escape, it's no weed to bake. I need a drink, I'm stressing. My G's is naked for the easy cake. I seen 'em fake, God bless 'em. My dreams awake me, sleep I'm breaking. My easy takes are now questioned. Giving thanks for these lessons, and what it takes For me to get 'em. Hmm, some would ignore Because they hate the message. Instead I give thanks before I drink my beverage. What's done is done, and you can't make and Edit. You can't take my credit, For what I did. I'm off the grid. Sometimes I give up like fuck a song. Different emotions, I'm like what is this? Always on the go and rarely home. Happy for pics of things I did miss. Though I'm doing right I'm feeling wrong. Absence makes the heart grow furious. Making it harder to get along. Taking my all no matter where it is. I'm missing her and she's missing me, and now Both of us are edgy. She's over this and I'm overseas, and probably drunk And texting. Speaking hateful. It seems a break is where we both are Headed. We even spoke and said it, But act too broke to bet it. Hmm, knowing our ways, we'll never go our separate. When I hop off that plane, things will be Copacetic. We said some things and we both regret it. But we can talk about it when I'm at The crib. I'm off the grid.