Dropping Anchor
Written By: ELEETE
When the anchor dropped...My life came to a stop...
Stopped the partying, the sex, cocaine, an crystal rocks...
My attitude began to shift in a different direction...
Strive to gain some intellect on achieving perfection...
I guess perception is everything to everyone in their eyes...
Despised my life cause I was a fake behind the lies...
But since I knew it was a matter of time before I died...
I tried to make the most of it...I tried to make it mine...
I thought of everything I had done...My memory flashed back...
Thought of all the bad crap I'd done when I was on bad tracks...
I had Rap...I was good...I shoulda really stuck to that...
But when I heard the news...The nerves shot down my back...
Soon the feeling hit my soul an made first contact...
But that’s that...Now God an Satan compete for my contract....
I wish I could retrace the steps I made in the past...
But my path has led me to a dead end, no chance to go back...
Now I live day to day dying slowly in some ways...
A disease that will kill me before my next birthday...
My mind began to ponder...An my soul began to wander...
The devil began to pull the ground out from under...
I guess I wonder...But I think I really deserve this...
What sole purpose does my life play when everyday it worsens...
AIDS isn’t a joke...It's my life an it's real...
The day the anchor dropped on me I didn’t know what to feel...
I shoulda been a little more careful when it came to sex...
My minds in a hex...Now I’m living a life of regrets...
Its all too complex...its like my life is debating...
Heaven or Hell? Dont matter I’m ready...Whichever is waiting...
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, whats going on Eleete? Nice verse from yourself...good flow, vocab was weak in some places but in others it made up. Topic was a little, ah. But anyways, good verse, keep it up.
