By sublime 

Ice cold like a shaft frozen in the back...deep frig. 

Frozen heart...

Started on this path since the beginning...

But still it seems like I gotta go back...to the start...

Eyes shut...

Leave them closed 

Blind to reality cuz living in realities so old...

Open heart...

Close the door dam it feels cold...

Down on luck...

But man it seems that this fortunes just enough...

Treasures in my mind, in a box 

Full of ideas but it's frozen shut,and I lost the key...

Can never leave my thoughts behind 

But they sure as hell leave me...

Left in the steam...

In a stream...

But in the end I find out its not how it seems...

When it all comes down to the wire 

And where all left hanging...on the seams

Just take a jog threw your mind to find out what reality means...

All figurative speech...

Similes,metaphors,and paradoxes as I write...

So you'll get it all later....

upon me shed no light...

Sometimes when you read it you get trapped in it...

No way to get out 

J.c.scandal

Flowing so free like a bike no handles...