Juggling My Life in the Circus-

Hurting knowing love hasn’t ever come back around. Juggling my life like a circus act, accepting all that facts. I just want my type of love to came back around. Times like this I’m ready for the collapse, I’m ready for the coke and jack and praying that feeling never leaves.

Juggling my life like a circus act, accepting all that facts. My mind can never just relax. My soul sings pain deep like we are in the New Orleans and my soul is coming out of the sax. No one ever calls my phone to see if I need my type of love.

Damn I wish you could hear my soul sing this pain through the saxophone. Wish they knew my soul was in a danger zone. Miles and Miles away from home, thinking about noting but everything, the pills and liquor.

On the outskirts of sin city by all the mountains letting myself die inside. In my danger zone while my mind is a circus. Contemplating am I really only here to heal other souls, to answer question for others but then they never ask about me! Most the they only ask me to provide sexual services, to create temptations for testaments, to help you. I’m known to be a sex demon, all these women wanting my semen. Is this really my only purpose? What’s is my purpose? I thought I knew. 

The myth and theory of being a God of Desires, Temptation, Helping and Healing? I have to learn to control and understand my powers of enlightenment and blessings. 

Juggling my life like a circus act, accepting all that facts.

I just want my type of love to come back around. Times like this I’m ready for the collapse, I’m ready for the coke and jack and praying that feeling never leaves.

The Devils following me in this circus, But I know God is singing in my conscience as my soul plays the saxophone.

Wish they knew my soul was in a danger zone. Miles and Miles away from home, thinking about noting but everything, the pills, coke and liquor. 

I try to give all the love I have. Tears falling in this liquor in my cup. As my index finger and thumb scrape my nose.

Broken hearts can really make a grown man cry and die inside. Bad white and dark brown, in the circus I am the clown. But damn, I can’t handle being sober now.

Hurting knowing love hasn’t ever came back around. Juggling my life like a circus act, accepting all that facts. I just want my type of love to come back around. Times like this I’m ready for the collapse, I’m ready for the coke and jack and praying that feeling never leaves.

All my emotions run deep; can’t nobody stop me from showing me. This shit is really deep. This is all me, it’s steep. I’m always ready for the jump, I’m ready for the leap, my mama knows it too. That’s why sometimes when I don’t talk for so long, she calls tells me she loves me. She never knows. 

But, 

At the end of the day I say,

I met the Devil a few times, face to face but I moonwalk out the temptation, I’ll never forget I was Gods creation.

“The Mind of Lorenzo” 

I help so much because I don’t want people ending up like me... LONELY. I know my love life will be built on someone who motivates me for my own success. Sometimes I ponder... is love my only missing ingredient to my success.

All these testaments and temptations are created to keep me humble and ready for my enlightenment, ready for self success, ready for non-selfish wealth… for all those visions in my future. But now I must leave my normal energies and work ethics. This is all mental stimulation.

You choose your faith on the reciprocated energy you provide.

You never know what somebody is praying about for you, your life and your happiness! You may never know; but all that matters about the person praying…is that, it is that persons and Gods business. Just continue to show positive actions and reactions for the law of attraction’s and more.