a thousand times.

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a thousand times ive loved and lost my mind to the violent tearing of my
heart,i keep finding myself in a padded cell, no lights its always dark.
 
God only hopes to find me alive the very next day and not frothing from the
mouth and violently shaking from an over dose on pain killers.
 
this pain is a killer, heart ache killed more people then hitler.
im sorry of the reminder of a heavy hitter.
 
a bad history reflected on those who have fallen, only god knows those
who are strong, have started crawling.
 
its daunting to see those eyes filled with pain.
its haunting to see those arms covered in scars again.
its dark again, trying to find a way to bend the light back into our lives again.
 
trying to defend the little that's left, that gaping dark hole in our chest.
its not hard to guess why half of us are depressed.
 
i must confess that i detest this this fucking test.
my soul has holes,my life has no goals and this world is filled with
cheating assholes and hoes.
 
two timing bitches leaving cuts and scars on a heart that's already
needing stitches.
 
shout out to my boys at redhooknoodles for their rap instrumental.
 

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