I Wasn'T Ready
I had a dream of.myself standing in along dark hallway
Not knowing rather I should move left, or right
But it was so dark that in could not see either way I was trapped, surrounded, just standing there having these horrible thoughts
Which seemed normal to me
mentally fighting against the thought of who or what was holding me in this dark space just to it was me
My inner me, is now my enemy
I'm responsible for hurting myself
I try to cry out bit no one hears me
WHAT DO I DO
WHERE DO I TURN FOR HELP
I CANT DO THIS ANYMORE
I'M REALIZING THIS IS NO LONGER A DREAM
THIS WITCH KEEP RIDING MY BACK
MAKING IT IMPOSSIBLE FOR ME TO SCREAM
MOMMA AND DADDY TOLD ME THAT THERE WOULD BE DAYS LIKE THIS
I WISH I WOULD HAVE LISTEN TO THEM
BECAUSE ONE DAY THIS WILL EFFECT MY KIDS, AND MY WIFE. BECAUSE I WASN'T PREPARED FOR THIS THING CALLED LIFE
Copyright © Nsideout Davis | Year Posted 2020
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