waiting on my dreads to grow

future song.

Waiting for my dreads to grow....
just waiting on my dreads to grow...
Waiting for these things to grow...
another sign of the time and the stress takes its toll
I have a heavy head now my locs hangs low
Looking all depressed in the sesh while we smoke
I just hope that the strains make problems right now choke
hoping a curse word not the first coherent word my baby spoke
From her daddy hating s**t in his life. losing all f*****g hope
phone hella broke but the calls and texts now come slow
be hoping its friends or a callback from a job but its quiet like the volume broke
picked up on alcohol just to coincide the dope
need a couple different vibrations when trying to enlighten my soul
wish I could confide in someone these days to release my woes
but these stupid m***********s just worried about their next schedule and phones
an unrequited goal is that I feel like an abscess of an island
I feel so alone......

waiting for my dreads to grow...
another sign of the times and the stress takes its toll
still I'm just waiting on my dreads to grow

I wonder what my five year old self would say to me
Vice versa I wonder what I'd say to help his vitality
I think that n***a would hate me honestly
became a jaded effigy from the years of this society
some months really got the f*****g best of me
and as of now I feel everyone I know thinking less of me
I was supposed to be more of a big deal and everything
was everyone's guarantee to eventually leave their hells financially
well they showed themselves to be where the ninth circle dwells
they left after trampling all of my roots assuring no bloom would again propel
something all for nothing and that's how it perpetuates
everyone pillaging these others heart that b***h breaks
I wonder what they penetrate now cause my warmth depleted
constantly feel like I'm in pieces, wish I believed in a holy Jesus

while I'm waiting for my dreads to grow.....
I be crying to myself at times twisting them
Waiting on my dreads to grow....
feeling lost and trying to figure out my next road
all the while waiting on my dreads to grow

Vanity or security - I don't know

But I'm waiting on my dreads to grow.

Reviews

[VelvetPotato]

I could see this being a rap. It makes me feel sad, as it should. But I like the juxtaposition between all of your complex problems, worries, and disappointments and the simplicity and superficiality of waiting for your dreads to grow. It is like you factory overloaded from the stress, went on autopilot, and now your main concern is waiting for your dreads to grow. I like it. in times of sadness, depression, or stress, sometimes you just have to take it one step at a time. Instead of trying to cure the world or your issues, try just doing the little things. Get out or bed. Take a shower. Go for a walk. Do your hair (or wait for your dreads to grow.)

Keep writing!