Six Feet Under
Writing empty letters with yo name just to feel the same, acid tear drops running down my face
to feel the pain I cannot fill void that goes deep inside my brain. I’m a vacant vessel that lurks in
shadows locked n chained, what happen to the rose that bloomed inside of the darkness it
grew weary with petal fallings abandoned and cold hearted
But either way regardless it was still clutching on hope. Wishing that sun find it shine on it and
one day grow. Staring at the image of a monster in the mirror. Pointing out your insecurities
thinking that your disfigured it gets clear you don’t wanna be on this earth anymore I say listen
that cold hearted rose and hope that you grow the saddest thing is not see petal bloom and
witness growth, until u learn to trust anyone then you shall remain a ghost pushing all ya loved
ones far away hoping they don’t get close loneliness is what holds you n that’s how it forever
goes
Livin in a loop not doing shit losing my brain. Self medicated inebriated runaway from pain,
Just another lifeless soul walking around this cold earth wishing I could disappear and somedays
return to the dirt, Looking in a crystal ball and all I see is misery my words are falling on deaf
ears n no one’s really hearing me Stuck inside this box writing out my own obituary feeling like
a phantom. Just stuck n bound for the cemetery
Pop another pill to try to numb and heal dancing with devils in circles not knowing what’s
really real. Grippin on the fucking steel looking down the barrel thinking twice, life flashing
before my eyes the end has come so pay the price, I’m like a puppet and my strings are being
pulled by vice. I keep telling myself things will get better n you’ll be alright still clutching this
knife hoping could see a bit light I’m losing on my grip so I might not through the another
night