My Vision Boards

I created these vision boards in rehab. I’m the only person here who creates vision boards.

We Can’t Hide (Lyrics)

We fly High high high high high high
We can’t hide Hide hide hide hide hide hide hide No love too great No hope to high

The Sideliners (Scripture)

So tired yet so alert, half-asleep yet reluctant to close my eyes. Glaring at the creepy old church, broken windows, tattered moldings crafted by a skilled artisan. A spirited gust of cool, misty air came rustling through the barely cracked window. Spine-tingling relaxation swathed my wearied essence.

Eyes on the Prize (Lyrics)

Bear all the weight
With no show
Sit wondering where all the time goes

Keep praying
I’m gonna be strong

No telling when I’m gonna make it home

Into Eternity (Lyrics)

Oh no
Way up out my hell hole No way to get up
I’m a lay low Wait for the chance to erase
The one we gave the reign to
Gave it up for ransom The next time I see him
I’m a ditch him

Down with the Bible Candy (Poem)

Down with the Bible Candy Feel good words of sightless guides A distraction from the simple truth that will tear our fucking hydes Sugar coated fallacy is like Spam garnished with gold is like rapists parading the streets on high Black mambas in the snow

Keys to The Kingdom (Lyrics)

I got the keys to The Kingdom
Waiting for the right time to click the handle

West to the Eastside
Fear no wrong
We gon kick the anthem

Feel me on the get down
Nic nac patty wac give my dogs a real stack

In the battle ground
Seen on top
Don’t get no louder now

Hands on the hot sauce
Who you gon call when you flip the boss off?