Reflection

reeferchief

I count the flames
as my spirits fire
dances through the night
envoking images
connecting thoughts alike
my blurred history
my untraversed future
here in the present
I ponder, reflect
what of this man?
a success?
a failure?
achievements marked
by social status
not for me
but that shit's contagious
if it grabs you
it sure can be dangerous
my path may be marked
but I can erase it
make my life what I want
break it, fake it
anythings possible
in my heart, in my spirit
put in the effort
and I will take it
the way it's supposed to be
MINE I'll make it.