shoot. couldnt pick a better place to stash it

tried to chuck it out, at times, just to snatch it

store it in monetary items, later i’d cash it

still tore me down, cut me up like a hatchet

had a race with time, to see who was fastest

who am i kidding, keepin still through the madness

but i digress, these backs just keep flashing

where did i leave it, my thoughts keep clashing

my left my right over my shoulder i keep looking

checked the shoeboxes drawers and under my bed

in a room thats just white black and blue

how is it so hard

to find something red

safety deposit box, blew, and dustballs fled

handwritten letters and mixtapes i’d sent

temple scratching, tired, shapes outta bent

further i searched, less i’d achieved

nothing more, midnight oil burnt clean

so hard to find something i’d once seen

in plain sight, im sure id seen it somewhere

every nook and cranny

i was so sure of the love that was there