High NS = High Productivity

When I have a high NS day I can really feel my soul.
Whether it is in a euphoric state, or deep down in a hole
I tend to turn to alcohol, it helps me forget about the pain
Or I turn to poetry, like I'm doing once again!

The poem below was inspired by this "friend" of mine
Combined with my High NS, he finally crossed the line
I can dig one fuck up, maybe even two or three
but after that last one, I'll shake my head and leave

My true friends who know me, know me for who I am
I'm someone you can count on, I'm like "the family man"
With a heart of generosity and a smile on my face
No true friend would make you feel like you just won last place

So take a peek below and see what was inspired
Unbind, Unleash, Relinquish, Release - "My soul is very tired....."

Unbind, Unleash, Relinquish, Release

My soul is very tired and can not take it anymore
Pack your bags, leave your keys and don't slam the God Damn door

Delete my number from your phone
I'm moving on, there's no one home
From the worst times to the best
I put all these memories to rest
Never to be awaken; an endless sleep is where they'll lie
I walk away from these memories; let them wither away and die

Inside my mind I'm frustrated, tears are rolling down my eyes
I say these words in my head, take a deep breath and sigh

I unbind, I unleash, I relinquish, I release

The tingling down my spine, I got goosebumps on my arms
The flame that burns on this wick guards my soul from harm
I picture when I met you and the joy it brought to my life
Yet the way you fucked with my head, it cuts me like a knife

I unbind, I unleash, I relinquish, I release

Take these photos off my mirror, put them in this flame that burns
The smoke is getting darker and as I inhale my head turns
I'm blowing out this candle! Away black smoke I've reached my inner-peace

I unbind, I unleash, I relinquish, I release