There is a problem that I have with many things coping,
less open on things that bother me, leaves my brain and temper smoking.
It seems that every time that I open my eyes, another part dies,
and prevents my tolerance level to rise.
Refusal to cry, leaves many things on my chest,
my soul just won't rest.
the only things thats on my mind is the need for revenge,
my enemies end, and many people cut far from friends.
How do I get all the things that I've lost, like a horse, pains riding and it just won't get off.
If I was to just die, blow my brains on a wall,
would I fall to hell's pits and would I care at all.
Steady withdrawl of problems only make things worst,
if guns would burst, would it make my temper feel worst,
or would it just hurt.
My family, to face another failure,
a suppose to be savior to fuck up's would this help me out later.
To just end it all, to let go and do what I feel,
my rage is unreal, with no hesitation to kill.
My thoughts are still, paralyzed from thinking too hard,
on my guard, with fist clenched ready for war. |
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