My Mental Interior Poem by David Wall

Cant feel my face, maybe i'm in outta space
I see shooting stars or are they reflections of my sinful scars
|Always try to raise the bar in poetry and this writing
catch me for hours with writers block my inner mind always shouting -

Enny Meany Minny Moe.. pick a beat or write an accapella flow
You never know the thoughts i hold within me
i roll the dice when i write its the only way to win you see
I wanna capture your ears introduce you to my temple

My thoughts are secret till the pen pops em like a pimple
It's simple let my pen lead your minds trail
I hope the Lord forgives me for all my epic fails
I always exhale and try to start fresh writing brings out my deepest coldest thoughts as well as my best

I Got a lot of issues on my chest keep most of it to myself
I trust nobody in this day in age now that Im a vet
Always flex keep my vocab expanding
I pronounce my words for easier understanding

Now Im just rambling this poem is about over
Things make alot more sense when you live sober
less clouds life seems so peaceful
Drink a beer read this hear and embark on a mission