I Cant Make It Alone

Fallen ANGELS, Now DEAMONS, SEAMONS, Coming out of WEDLOCK, Keeping me hiding ROCKS, In my DROPSOCKS, Dreaming I was driving cars with DROPTOPS! Hoping one day I’ll be standing on TOP, But still being scared of the DROP, Hoping not my career FLOPS. Running daily from the COPS, Living this, so called life of the HARDKNOCKS! Not answering the door when my death angel KNOCKS. All of this must come to a complete STOP! Before my breath STOPS, And I can’t help but DROP! This cannot be done, by MYSELF! But I can only trust MYSELF! Who have been there when I was by MYSELF? Who but SELF? I cannot tell you how many nights I CRIED, How many nights I TRIED, To call God, I’m beginning to think he DIED! Maybe it those demons that walk with me, maybe it’s my own PRIDE! Whatever it is, it has me bouncing side to SIDE, By life’s monsoons and small TIDES! Driving down a one-way street about to COLLIDE! I don’t know who to CALL. Nor do I want to bring down another with my DOWNFALL! I cannot just give up on ALL! I know I don’t want to LOOSE. I know all I will LOOSE! If I LOOSE! Is there a way to WIN? Or have this life’s deck, been stacked yet AGAIN! What is the LAW, what exactly is SIN? Please! Is there anyone to help me COMPREHEND! Before my dreadful END! What can I do or say, what choices do you RECOMMEND? Who will this time God SEND? What rules will this devil BEND? OH MY GOD! Do anyone feel my PAIN! Or am I left with demons driving me INSANE! Constantly nagging, gnawing away at my thoughts of my inner BRAIN! Is this life? Or is this just part of DEATH”S GAME!