My Soul Crys
the hollow presence of things unseen seem to be my biggest blessing cursed to live in a world were the wrong decision can be your enemy's best weapon. learned to live by my elders learn to die by the youth even in the midst of the storm ill find my way threw.. the dark truth addicted to money woman an lies attracted to neon because those lights are so bright. fear hidden by courage, so courage shadows the pain inflicting the rage that sometimes ends my most hurtful days. dont cry. is what they told me so i hold my pain in thinking well the pains got to end. at some point along the road i had to have drifted off because the road that im taking has me lost..ha suddle thoughts i must be on the same road as love because know one can find us so im trying my best to find the path that takes me home the path that gets e of this long road. danm this is roads so cold. dont cry. the suttle days seem to fade away like problems do i use to get used but now i just move no relationships that last because friends end up like memory's somewhere in my past.dont cry, whats the point of a lie to cover a lie why not tell the truth, ill give it a try my differences seem to attract people in my life who seem to have dreams of me flying high living that wealthy life....wish I could see what you do. dont cry,, looking in the mirror the images does change but who said that things should stay the same,,, dont cry tears dont show but i can fill them flow but i keep a straight face so you'll never know. images haunt me like my mom in that coffin, danm that *****hurt my moms in a coffin, they said let go youll make it threw, danm that lie sounds good, i only wish it was true. dont cry
Copyright © Joseph Smith | Year Posted 2013
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