You (Draft 4 - Almost complete)

I don't know where to begin, my head's still spinning

I knew that chances were slim, the lights were dim.

Even demons warned me of me trippin.

But yet I hopped the fence.

 

I even dropped my friends, I got with the trends

Tell me was it all pretend? The late night calls just shams?

2 in the chest, the harsh truth penetrated my vest

Like did I just get shot from my cell?

 

Cause I got put under that spell, that dick cupid is the definition of stealth

You opened up my cell so I could be myself.

Even the voices sayed farewell, told me to have it swell.

Even my heart felt like it had no tear's in it as well.

 

And even though you knew of the past, knew that I lived on scrap

you didn't give a crap

You'd still hit me up on snapchat

Asking where my life was at // tell me do you dream of rap?

 

And my snappy comebacks always made you laugh

until one day the texts stopped coming back.

Felt like a couple of quick jabs from something made out of a lab.

So I came back writing and this is where I am at.

 

My hearts aching, breaths fading, liver is past saving

I am laying in my bed contemplating, seasons passing

And all my friends dont see the bottles that make me Mr. Fantastic

Truth be told I think this time its fatal, my minds not stable

 

I am pistol whipping the pencil, trying to come up with some sense yo

Maybe if I write something good you'll say hello?

Whoever said that this life is mellow never experienced this type of melody

The lovely feelings inside of the'e turned into debris

 

Demons are giving out sympathy, I truthfully // must be // mentally insane

Listen to what they whisper into my brain ''Yo Tim where the fuck you at!

I got a bottle of Jack to take care of some of that slack

And maybe later we can mix some other shit to get you back on track.''

 

Even though I wanna stay strong, you are no longer part of my song

I dont know where I went wrong, maybe you and I never truly belonged.

Maybe I just wanted to heal this broken heart without using a bong

There is no sense left of dawn, my souls black and torn apart with a baton

 

And I know its all over now

I just want to lay in my bed

With no sounds around

With a bottle of vodka and just drown my doubt

 

I can only wonder how life would have turned out with you around

We were bonded, pound for pound. Majestic as paramount

But both drowned in doubt. You mouthed some shit. While I coughed up some shit

You decided to browse the crowd. While I bounced up and down.

 

And I don't mean down to town

I mean like a fucking mental meltdown

No road to follow just me and this empty bottle.

A rebel without a cause, thats now my motto