Hell, Lets Talk
Hell, let’s talk.
Heres my mind outlined in chalk/
Hold it tight so it won’t take off/
Holding you down with each of my thoughts/
Folding you over with 40 ton locks
wondering why we’re all loosing it/
All because we’re always abusing it/
But I wear enough of my nightmares/
You compare then confuse it/
Hidden within the naked/
I swear I can feel all the hatred/
But I know Youre Looking into yourself wondering why/ How come What if
why this Why me Please leave/
All I feel is this disease/
leave me be from your all your chemistry/
My mind can’t handle this misery endlessly/The time is fragile so I’m going at this viciously/ This rhyme is agile so y’all learn what needs to be/
Time to deliberately/
deliver liberty/
liberate , this mental state/
we all seem to always hate/
We all need to proliferate
For some of us / it’s a little too late/
See all the fun our minds are all in/
Where the hell do I even begin/
the madness we feel is all too real
Y’all too scared to even feel/
All too scared to giving in/
Y’all need to start to comprehend
the struggle is real/for that kid you peeled/
He’s defeated in fear/So close to ending in tears And you just sealed the deal/
God damn prick/
I gotta short wick when it comes to this type of/
How the hell can you inhale like you prevailed/
Not knowing that kid you nailed is taking his last exhale.
Don’t get me wrong we all suffer from the price we paid/
to endure and muster this life me made/
Cuz each and everyone of us is just as insane/
So let’s keep all of our people in this game/ Instead of locked out and maimed by their own thoughts and brains/
Like Freight trains on a one way lane/
on a collision course with 8 planes/ with hate grenades/
Ready to Detonate with just blame/
and no such aim/
Just on themselves/
Ringing any bells yet
all we do is hear it/
All we do is feel it/
I fear for you to breathe it/
So you really wanna talk/
Let’s go for a walk/
Show you the bodies outlined in chalk/
Seeing Slit wrists like faucets/
pooling sinks and it’s toxic/
Kids hung in their closets/
Cuz they thought they ing lost it/
Placed a deposit in their trust fund/
now staring at a loaded gun/
Funnelled fumes locked in a steal box/
with their favourite tunes and Lethal cough/
Blank stare/ clocks are locked/
your not coming back from that wretched thought!/
Your Not coming out of that body box/
Go ahead rest it on the tongue/ Test those Toxic lozenges/ while it holds your soul hostage/
Copyright © Michael Mifflin | Year Posted 2019
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