Why do they stay around?
Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 12:53 pm
alot of built up emotions.....anger....jst alot.......so i figured id write...n this is wat i got....feed would be appreciated
why do they stay around like stray sounds circlin the earth i layed the pound to the ground but it wont block the vibes, i wish it never happened, i wish i never knew, to you id be under ya shoe, i woulda flew out before time took me thru, that day the wind blew, id sit blue, but the numbness took me over, ive lowered my past under 6ft like funeral sessions, i relay words to release the heat everyday...its a blessin...im stressin..over the future of my potential, to empty a pencil wit one strike, n replace history wit a missin piece of me, ive lost stabiltiy, the inability to burn down the blockage, leeches shrink wrapped to my marrow...these halls are gettin narrow, slots firin arrows...hopin i collapse before the end, i wouldnt return to mend the bends but to remove exsistance, of the persistant blades runnin thru my veins, been many days, i lost count, a frost cloud hovers over me every minute i breath, y plead for reprieve, y plant the seed n receive no sun for the feed, its no fun wen u bleed, ive gone psychotic, Od'd on Antibiotic, a body rotted, frostbitten in 60 degree weather, wether i became him or not, i stayed on the spot n let u aim that red dot, u wouldnt pull it....i knew u werent brave enough....by the way....take my stuff....this aint a bluff, wen u walked out i pulled the trigger n let my brains lay in dust, im dead to you....like the ancient egyptians, u went ur way... i was reborn a sickness....always convicted but was never guilty.....if u could only see now the menace inside u have assisted to build me....
why do they stay around like stray sounds circlin the earth i layed the pound to the ground but it wont block the vibes, i wish it never happened, i wish i never knew, to you id be under ya shoe, i woulda flew out before time took me thru, that day the wind blew, id sit blue, but the numbness took me over, ive lowered my past under 6ft like funeral sessions, i relay words to release the heat everyday...its a blessin...im stressin..over the future of my potential, to empty a pencil wit one strike, n replace history wit a missin piece of me, ive lost stabiltiy, the inability to burn down the blockage, leeches shrink wrapped to my marrow...these halls are gettin narrow, slots firin arrows...hopin i collapse before the end, i wouldnt return to mend the bends but to remove exsistance, of the persistant blades runnin thru my veins, been many days, i lost count, a frost cloud hovers over me every minute i breath, y plead for reprieve, y plant the seed n receive no sun for the feed, its no fun wen u bleed, ive gone psychotic, Od'd on Antibiotic, a body rotted, frostbitten in 60 degree weather, wether i became him or not, i stayed on the spot n let u aim that red dot, u wouldnt pull it....i knew u werent brave enough....by the way....take my stuff....this aint a bluff, wen u walked out i pulled the trigger n let my brains lay in dust, im dead to you....like the ancient egyptians, u went ur way... i was reborn a sickness....always convicted but was never guilty.....if u could only see now the menace inside u have assisted to build me....
