Thoughts & Musings

Where does a bitter something fit?
Is it better than a nothing pit?
But what is a nothing pit?
A whole void and growing zit?
And I thought I had some wit.
But this question leaves me nit.

Something bitter makes the sweet more complete
Though, the bitter has to be endured and it may reek
Havoc or not is a question full of mystique.
It may be experienced for a moment or infinite weeks
But it can teach lessons few could seek.
A pinch on the cheek or a lifetime feeling weak
Something to overcome would help you find your peak

The nothing, much like the bitter something, is either momentary or forever
A lack of hurt yet maybe lack of endeavor
A feeling of nothing whatsoever
A bored moment in a tunnel of whatever
A stagnant trance uplifted if ever
But the lack of bitter almost makes this option clever
Motivation would be scarce though, so this option I would choose, never

What feels better than sipping a cup of coffee?
Listening to music, maybe some songs that are saucy?
Craving something sweet, eating a bar of toffee?
Parading the streets with your limitless posse?

For me, nothing can beat the feeling of the first cup
Not even the feeling of a hurting stomach sipping a glass of seven-up
Not even seeing my bro for the first time saying wassup
Not even hitting a spin at the casino and my luck shows up

Ten grams of sugar, one tablespoon of instant coffee, some milk and some water
Like ICs, resitors, inductors, and capacitors primed to solder
A cup of elixir, brown like a cute likkle sea otter
As sweet as winning the apple cup, proud of my alma mater

Oh its a date with the cold
In with the new and out with the old
What I thought was fresh produce is going bad with mold
And I still remember what I was told

A snowy Seattle drive up from Puyallup
Things weren't daisy like the dollop
Rough times after I picked that call up
A fall from grace hit me like a wallop

At least new music came out that night
Greedy played last and nothing felt right
I was actually a little sick with my chest tight
The next morning, the sun came out, I felt a little light

Sometimes I agree with blind belief
Though at times it feels a gamble with no relief
A path to a better present is what you should seek
But do not be stuck in water like a coral reef
So after you jump make sure to have your interest pique
Keep climbing up that mountain until you hit the peak
Never lose again and stay on that win streak
Head down, swimming in the water, right down creek
A lack of purpose can make life so bleak
So its a good thing you found a way to make it complete

When I look back I feel like nothings changed
Unorganized pieces that need to be rearranged
Lack of drive I should hit up a range
I look that old me in the eye an awkward exchange

On the same lackluster path I set off on back then
No transformation for me the egg still lays in a den
The clock is ticking something needs to happen big ben
Maybe if I put the pen down for some zen I would rise again

But I doubt it I could never stay focused
Perchance I need to form a band like some locusts
A small chance that will help me stay devoted
No more sugary lies the truth is hard coated

I been feelin down on a starry night
Pictures painted burnt its a charry sight
Me and my brothers go through clashes, yea some sorry fights
Never been able to afford the Bulgari rights
Apologetic flights with some sorry kites