Try More Die More Cry More

Death threw the fire. Flames an a casket images in my mind and I can’t stand it changing my thought only to understand it never seen destruction but I can understand it if life brings fire an fire brings pain why is there still a fire light in the middle of the rain out poor’s out poor’s crying and the shame lie destroy water that trickles down as rain, ashes an destruction hindering hypothetic Hindus that lie the way kids do when you ask if they died,, cry more cry more the life that were living cast out lames live life with no point die more try more lie more, exhale what’s the point why should we even try more try more all my people die more than pain that’s insane gas with no flame watch the world burn flesh melts off trying more try more to try more we lie more to get through that last line I had to cry more show more pain, the sun doesn’t shine the moon bring pain laughter of the masses like jackals hidden in the shadows of the back of your pain cry more lie more try more lame no feet so you don’t successed you steady stay the same in the same place with the same neck hide your face in my pain try more cry more die more shame dark thoughts like if I live life more backwards it spells evil in a way so if I try more people die more then will all go insane, pray more stay more keep it all the same walk more talk more will make it through this pain , rage is a opposition to get past the day raging flings with wild things just to hide the oppression that the last one I left she'll proclaim my best selection try more cry more make it through the pain not seeing light just living through the day try more cry more dark thoughts this a dark art that grows daily in the back of my brain, brought about by the wisdom brought about by the truth that you’ve been lied to an you don’t know what to do, so we lie more to try more to make it through the pain try more die more will get through the shame