Death
Consume with rage my soul is trap in this cage.
I can see the light but there's no escaping from this maze.
Walking through the valley of darkness not shedding a tear.
Yet all I see is fear but I refuse to shed a tear.
Staring death in his face cause I will not die.
I'm an American and as American I'm curse with pride.
Standing tall but eternally bleeding from the inside.
each night I wonder why I can't cry why I won't die.
I realize that the reality is that I'm not alive.
Because I'm stuck in the netherworld trying hard to survive.
Soul split in two right now my words is my only drive.
Stuck between worlds why can't I say good-bye.
Each night I'm screaming asking for help but there's no reply.
As my bodies start to decay my soul is slipping away.
Tasting blood my future is gray I'm evil prey.
Dion A Bess
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