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tortured soul,heart with holes,thoughts just roll with a awful flow,constant pain overwhelmed with loss,if not the anger got me ready to go off,either that or the two combine,try to keep my head up but i lose my mind,my lifes a like a movie yet no rewind,so if we spoke i lied if u thought i was truly fine,see my issue has no resolve,face full of tears tissues hold me down,men dont cry?how bout a father who lost his son? i swear what scares me the most is i aint lost my gun,i used to have hopes and dreams sceams to make dreams true,now all i seem to be is equal,to sum of my failure ,divided by one u would nt understand what i had too, endure and let slide ,just concur and get high,my lifes much different,uncontent to just get by,
Copyright © K. Gailor | Year Posted 2013
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