Words To Odin Poem by Laquory Jones

Sometimes I look upon the stars searching
My place among them so when I'm gone
You too can call upon us A legend on this
Earth is what I had hope to be amidst every
Tragedy that's who you are bound to see
I'm sorry if thinking got me thinking
telepathy I'm off the hinges with the
Syringes of thought I was made to fault
with this constant jealousy of legendary
Revolts of the paths I took at hands while
shoveling both feet against the sand trying
To go against the grain how can I be more
Than plain especially when it rains friends
Had once told me Richie your insane that
Might be true but if things inexpiable
Happened to you what would you have
Done visions of flashing urns turning to
Ashes with a body crumbling in its
Place just dreams that you have to see
Eating at me mentally A woman displaying
Apathy just people constant laughs at me
Got me thinking more to the core to the
Point the brain itself becomes a sore just
Words made to endure By Possessing Folklore
Just a Piece of art threaded by envy and
Jealousy but Sometimes it's the Needle
You have to be before your Ticked by
Pins upon the warped Body just words
By someone who was once close to me
I think then contemplate the life that I Live
How much limbs do I have to give
Just to get rid of all the mistakes I did I'm
Taking bids Odin talk to me I know you
Once lost a son I'm the one that could
fulfill his place I'm A legend in my own
Right as The soul glide through its
Night I can see the stars taking Flight
It's through these rain drops I have
Found I won't let them ever hit the
Ground Dr-ii-pp is the sound of Pain
You can say that I am insane with this
Love I felt in vain I'm constantly drained
But it's through these pictures that I paint
That maybe you can finally see I'm Taint
Everything isn't always what it ain't
I was just trying to be a Saint.