I wanna
go to sleep so I feel no pain
Cause I know when I’m awake I go more insane.
Tore up in the heart, soul and mind.
Why is it I can’t speak of my feeling inside?!
Maybe cause I feel already dead.
Gone to the Underworld and back again.
This isn’t emo-shit. I would speak this with Eminem.
Maybe have my own Recovery and call within.
A call to tell me to get my shit straight,
maybe to stop running away and thinking I’m the bait.
I’m smarter than that, not that fucken big headed
but I cause the anger inside, I should have said it,
In all my raps, and on my paper,
maybe stop being such a pipe dream chaser.
Not all high dreams are hard to reach,
but I feel like giving up everytime I write rhymes in a sheet.
I don’t know how deep I’m hitting,
But i’m guessing its pretty dark,
a dark whole leading the other way
with flames and devils in the park.
Every time I go there, i feel the sin,
I bow my head down of shamness with my chest touching my chin.
I guess you can say the feeling I have right now is death.
I’m gonna pray tonight that Jesus picks me to bless.
For the pain that I’m going through right now is hard to explain,
But the pain I don’t blame to the lame who passed it to me with shame.
Shit happens, you move one, Life will always feel like a game…