I feel the pain.
I feel the timing.
2023 will turn out just fine. 
Let me take you by the hand and be your spiritual guide.
Let me take my time with ya heart like i’m aging fine wine.
Your presences divine.
Or at least heavenly crafted. 
Let me take you to a better place after.
After the pain, after the lost of yourself 
Let me bundle up ya mind, and love it back to itself. 
You are God’s greatest design, and i promise to build ip your wealth
And drag you out the gutter while i’m still drowning myself.