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(( Made by my brother, Robert and I! I hope you enjoy reading! It was a pleasure to write this for y'all. ))

The emptiness of my mind has inspired the poet inside of me
Thoughts flood my mind again – in a way, we’re all not free
Fear is just a word that I always come across in my desire-stricken head
I’m suffocating in cloud and smoke, darkness has fallen over me instead
It keeps taking me into this insanity where death is the only way out
It gets me by surprise and the pain is seen in your eyes – pouring out lies without a doubt
My human side is full of utter lies
I’m sick of hearing your goodbyes
I’m sick of hearing the truth because it has shown me many trials
I’m feeling like office papers, running into files and it goes on for miles
Don’t say another word because it drives me up and down the walls
I know what I did – I know the things I did, so that’s why I ignore the calls
I apologize for all the chaos and commotion I created in this family cloud
I can’t think aloud – my thoughts are sporadic and it’s polluted by the crowd
Numb this aching thread of pain and toss it in the drain
Oh Lord, I’m sick and tired of taking Your name in vain
God, convince me to catch my train of ignorant rain
Give me humility along the way
For, I will keep on trying today
Because every time people knock me down by insults and arguments alike,
I get up from the streets of my homeland and stand my ground, feeling like
I’m under pressure and I’m seeking your knowledge and strength 
Sorry for pursuing my pleasure – I will build faith with every length 
So, I’m doing myself a favor by taking action to take control over my life
Nothing’s going to stop me – not even the memories of the past, so do me one last favor and stop brewing so much strife and rubbing my guilty blood on your knife

Copyright © J. W. Earnings | Year Posted 2016


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