Ready from Motions by B-ahwe

Its so simple, heavy though it may seem. Withered i find myself there, but ready.

Mist soothes, cold fires run warm.
Ready though dismayed,
I’ll find my way as i break at the end.

This strong senseless sensibility
wraps in vines and twines around me,
Simmers me down and gently sizzles
To a temperature i'm unfamiliar with.

Find myself in this here menagerie
Call the bitter sweet , futile compadre.
Camouflage with misery
I know what i really feel underneath.

Unwelcome memories virulent remorse,
Wrap myself in bullshit instead of whats ours, Some day the truth will come hide the past. Move along and forget all the dust.

Crumbling cryptic young messes,
Wound together by wounds at the sides.
The Callous whispers that haunts my withered dreams While the skylark visits at night.

Mist soothes, cold fires run warm.
Ready though dismayed,
I’ll find my way as i break at the end.

Hold on,
Hold on,
Hold on,
Hold on.

Burnt and heavy
Hard to carry
Held on for so long

Seared and weary
Hard to handle
Caught and sought so on

Bathed in wonders
Left a sunder
How far

Halted on the
Charts left open
Hidden from the call

• Neo-Soul
• R&B/Soul
• alternative hip-hop
• jazz
• trip hop
• London