Teardrops and sadness I’m lost in madness Open to closed caskets You want my heart? You can have it! But no soul though, I already lack it I’m a distracted manic bastard Slow mind but fast words Like a time machine, I’m working backwards What if this page be my last words? Know that still, the pain of the past hurts What to do when heroes fall? In the land of cowards even the weak stand tall What to do when God dies? How my truth was all lies My early days “Youth”-enized And My heart, You despised Why should I fight? I give into the darkness’ night Raised with heartless spite Rolling solo, So low, but high as kites I just wana run away, like I’ve laced up my Nikes Try as I might But I cant see, Vision flees My sight Blind with tears Tied in fears Cryin’ 4 years Fam don’t understand, nor my peers My outcome is so drear I dream of dying If I said “Nightmare” I’d be lying Cuz I cant wait for fate If I knew, I’d consecrate the date Let It be holy So alone, I have no1 to hold me Can any console me? My .45 whispers sweet words into my ear She says, “Heaven’s always near… Just a teardrop away” With that I let the hammer fall and it shows Light’s fast rays BAM! And Thus My Mind’s wrath fades…………………….. Thank God for My last day! By Ken The Poet
Posted on: Sun, 14 Jul 2013 17:02:23 +0000
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