VISIONAIRES/ A TESTIMONY PT V1

THE COLD IS GETTING TO ME...I SLEEP AMONG THE WOLVES IN SHEEP'S CLOTHING...I REEK OF DRINK...I STUMBLE..FALL AS MY JOURNEY DISPLAYS THE FOUL ODOR OF..A WASTE OF MAN...THE CALL TO BATHE..WHAT'S DECAYS...A WORTHLESS OLD BEHAVIOR..LOOKING AT FILTH..THE NIGHT CRAWLS..WHERE I ACHE OF PEELING SORES AND BATTERED STREET THIEVES..ANGRY..TAKIN IT OUT ON WHAT'S SENSELESS..DEFYS NO UNDERSTANDING...I CRY..LORD KNOWS ..I BEAT UP ON MY OWN DELINQUENCY..TALK ALL DAY AND NIGHT FROM SCATTERED CROSSIN..WITH NO STRAIGHT AND NARROW PATHS 2 ARRANGE MY THOUGHTS..2 EQUATE HISTORY OF NORMALITY..WHAT OBJECTS BIBLE..BILLS...EARNINS..DON'T KNOW WHAT VOCABULARY MEANS..DISTRIBUTIONS SAVED FOR A POOR MAN WITH NO WAY TO THE BANK OF LOANS AND SAVINGS...NO JOURNAL OF FAMILY INTERVENTING...A HOME ONCE OWNED BY MAMA AND DADDY..ONLY THE SOUNDS OF BEATING DOWN MY CALIBUR..FEED THE PAIN..FOUND SOMEBODY'S NICHE AND ROB THEM BLIND..WHILE MY PAPERCHASE THEORY OPEN DOORS AND LEADS ME 2 DA STILL WATERS OF JORDAN..I BAPTIZE MY SOUL..WHERE YOUR FOCUS STARES...AIMS AND FIRES MY EDUCATED LOSS...WHERE DAGGERS WAIT AT THE TABLE OF CHOICE..HANDS ME NO SUPPER..WHILE THE WORLD REVOLVES 360DEGREES OF PUNISHMENT...LIFE CAN'T POSSIBLY KNOW..I'M THE CURSED LEFT DRIVEN..TUMBLIN DOWN ..OVER AND OVER...WHERE DA DROP CONTINUES..I'VE BEEN SHOWN A PATH WITH NO WRITTEN CONTRACTS..BUT MY DEATH WARRANT..WHILE I'M FALLING..WHERE..A TUMB WAITS FOR NOONE..BUT BONES..THE EARTH'S FERTILIZES...CLEANING IT'S GREEN HOUSE EFFECT..WHERE I DIE..I'M RESURRECTED..A NEW SEED PLANTED..WORTH...2RESTORE..WHAT ONCE WAS..THE APOCYLISTS..MY END..WHERE DREAMS ARE MADE OF..DA EXCEPTION..WHERE I PROUDLY DECREE THE REWARD..ETERNALLY..I REST NOW...SWEET DREAMS...CREATE