To more

to more of me being uplifted by Him

to more of thee being uplifted through me

you find higher and you can't reach

that's when you bow to maintain reach

it's like a owl within your sleep

slow track it all then back to sleep

i can't explain the prophecies

i know in part

my mental seeks

higher than me

im lacking ease

i can't control the mouth i speak

they need more

but can't be more

we limited

it's like "encore"

i hate it here

i love it here

opinions leave

imprints to heal

i hope Gen reads all of this

i hope K does too

I hope J does too

and I hope babe does too

i love you

- 1st November 2020