Pain Pt 2
I master the art of pain yet I'm still going insane.
Feeling nothing bout pain right now my heart is stain.
As i conquer this world with a soul of a warrior and a the heart of a king.
Just following a path that's surrounded by sins this is what the street bring.
Stuck in the streets my life is fading away as my heart bleed from within.
Now as the blood drip for my neck the Devil's watching me with me an evil grin.
Can't evade the past because I'm trap in a war that can not be won.
Got me wondering am I one with the devil or am I really God son.
I can't give up because I'm driven by pride so I refuse to cry.
But I realize now that sometimes even grown man cries.
So for my beliefs I'm ready and willing to die.
Eternally bleeding hearing nothing bout screams and cries.
Barely breathing death is controlling my life.
But even thou I have a soul of a warrior i don't have the heart to take my own life.
Now the heat is getting more intense I'm overwhelm with stress.
But I'm a born warrior that's why the devil is so impress.
I have no emotion I live with no regrets.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
