In This Place ......
Lost and searching for more
Never felt like I really belonged
Unless I was lessening the pain with a poem.
Everything right seems wrong.
Everything wrong will never be right.
I’ve been wronged and deceived in this fight.
So I trust no one with the depths of my mind.
Only God understands this pain deep inside.
I’m not trying to hide I just can’t confide.
So, until the day I bid good bye.
I’ll just try my best to spread my winks and smiles
Try my best to spread the throne with my lines.
Crimes wronged more than just men.
Hard times can spawn more than just sin.
But it’ll take a miracle to fix it now.
What’s lost may never be found.
God, we need a miracle to fix it now.
So what’s lost can be found.
In a place where innocence is lost at birth.
How can we understand what life is worth?
In a place where last is first.
Who wins? Who loses? And who gets that curse?
In this place who escapes?
When we are determined to kill in any case?
The hardest thing I’ve ever done
Is letting go of my loved ones.
The farthest I’ve ever come
Is 6 feet and under one.
I’m under the impression that I’m almost done.
It’s almost time to drop these lines.
Or maybe I’ve got more than just time.
But either way...
I’m going to treat each day like it’s my last,
Fighting to my death to forget my past.
But to never forget the wisdom gained from that.
Because I’ve shed more than blood.
Wanted hope seeps from my wounds,
Because in my life when it rains it floods,
Watching hate fill up the tombs,
Ripping babies early from their wombs.
It makes no sense, will it all change soon?
Or are we doomed to wonder underneath the moon?
Never seeing farther than 6 feet deep
Never rising higher except in our dreams
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