CHALLENGER'S RAP

• Depression got me stressing over little things, will it lessen I don't know
• Is this a lesson to my transgressions, a middle finger from my ghosts?
• Inglorious I breathe, hiding in my notebooks so my soul has somewhere to bleed
• Like bandages for fresh wounds,
• right next to the old ones I guess that's why these scars keep opening –
• Tears at the seams,
• It's to read these, words blurred by running streaks
• That's almost exactly my reality of what people see, wondering why no one talks to me asking how I feel,
• When I'm open book, I'm just hard to read.
• Why am I so emotional, maybe I need some sleep? Maybe I shouldn't easily ignore these inner weeps,
• Maybe it enhances the sadness I'd subconsciously always sweep,
• Under the rug like something I cannot clean
• I'm direly in need, I'm dying inside, I don't wanna speak about what's on my mind cuz you'd either cry or ostracize me even more if you'd find out what's beneath...
• Honestly I'm not okay, I'm not alright, the pain it lingers deep inside
• No one cares 'less timing's right, praying and waiting they say these great things, out of sight
• I can't help but ruminate, even if the pessimism rings true to life
• Our boats may not be the same, but we're both trying to stay above the water line
• You're destined to be great.
• I don't know who needs to hear this tonight, but there's no pressure to change
• Try to identify what's getting in the way, and fight the good fight,
• Even if for the moment you have to train, we all have demons to exercise, but slow and steady wins the race, so give it time.
• Think of it this way: All those dark and desperate times, of sleepless nights you stayed awake,
• Wishing you could just die, with nowhere to escape, I'd rather have that sad memory I left behind,
• Than to no longer live to see another day.
• Than to no longer see a smile on my mama's face, I can't lie, I know the struggle either way, when the suffering won't subside, what's it worth to endure another day?
• Every single time you cried, you thought you'd never be okay, but how many times did you accidentally smile, since you last said those thangs?
• Thoughts of suicide, it's a disease we've all been plagued, I don't believe you'll win
• I KNOW you WILL – Just please reach out if you feel this way.