Reality Check

What is this illusion? a maniacal confusion?

the summary of many attacks leaving me bleeding emotionally

from my spiritual contusions.

 

what is this fucking reality? an abuse filled finality..

leaving me battered and bruised and financially used soul till only remains

that can't be excused for the verbal assaulting that is about to be fuzed

with the only thing in my life that can't be accused.

 

trying to escape this damn reality fucking insufferable causality

trying to escape the bitch that caused me to change my fucking morality

taking a beating for staying in my seating for simply speaking, whats left

is a child creaking around life's meaningless meanings.

 

why the abuse mom? why'd you have to show me the back of your palm,

when i always wanted was the calm love you had deep inside you thats now

gone.

 

why does it feel like its your systematic rapid attack habit, attacking me deep

inside where the darkness lies where my soul swimmingly cries.

 

fuck you bitch, i hate you i'm over you this is me telling i'm done with you,

you've driven us away.. no one wants you know.. if i see you its only

to tell you i fucking despise you.. the abuse has to end before my mind goes

around the bend.

 

i'm sick of always co-operating the murder of my own soul your operating

the instrument your blade working in the dark shade as my own blood flows out

to my grave, this is the end no.. imma get a little bit more emotional as my mind mixes

with the dark matter.. whats the matter mom you don't like it when i get a little bit of

freedom?

 

so many nights crying myself to sleep in a heap of depression distrust and mental unrest

but this is normal for me its my life you should be happy im not reaching for that rusty knife..

 

lies lies poison and taking sides these the factions you operate

out of your web of spies poisoning those that won't take your side..

your sad your crying your upset your hurt thats nothing on the twenty years

of soul fucking you cursed me with your fucking dirt.. thats all you are

all you could be you disgust me to the point its disgusting just how obscene

your lies may be.