darkness of my Life

 

death, muggs, theives, all real life evil of mine,

mabye one day ill find a way around my life of a lie

inside i bout to cry in my bed looking at the celeing

no one being, thinking bout stories, no reading

brains been thinking, been feasting, i have no hope

no beleivings. fathers in jail, mothers alone, suicidal freinds,

stuck in my room, stuck in a zone, thinking bout my pain

once again praying to god, things ive done, he cannot

going to a prison cell soon all alone to the hell-ish unknown

chills fill my bones, skipping stones to forget my life

not even in midlife, waiting afterlife,

death by a knife, soon im not immune to death

im not blessed, i have expressed that im depressed and

doomed in a this world of mine,

onine defining divines and holy blessing, im crying.

no hope to me, lifes free? not yet, not already if you couldnt

see.... no one lets me be... ive been bullied and stuck alone

in my home without a family to need, but now wonder if ill exceed

to beyond, soon i grow fond of my life by the skipping stones and pond

relieve my stress, i spressed unless im posessed never the less

i havent even made progress.... hearts compressed

im messed and obsessed with pain, lifes less.