My hearts warmer than the Florida breeze
Make the feeling go away, we keep puffing on leaves
Life aint easy, its what you make of it.
14 too young to be saying shit, but It's almost over, them demons weighted me down. you just another face
In another town.
Sadness was the key when I fucking wrote this shit. depression, hospital trips, tried to end it quick...
It's crazy how fast you can end your life. looking back at how nice and how to make it right. no longer strong, and you can't fucking fight. they wonder why you stay up? Its thoughts that keep you up at night...
Dreaming as a little kid
Hoping that you'd make it big
Little did you know you would take a couple hits and call it quits
lost a few friends, lost a few brothers
my biggest inspiration was my own mother
taught me to play it right and to know my role
not to play in the streets and not to go for gold
If god is really there why he always claiming the good souls?
Lost a good friend about a year ago.
Shed a few tears, learned to let it go
True love is in the heart, not in a home
Realized that a few years ago
Mom left dad and broke the already broken home
Now there's so much love i couldnt bare to go
but there was a time when i tried to make it so
I remember laying on my bed listening to their laughter
Thinking how they would finally have their happily ever after
Nervous to meet the big guy upstairs
The pain pulsed through my veins i could hardly bare
i took a few pills and clenched my fist
Deep breath next...
I was really doing this
Letting the tears come later, i pushed that pen to the paper...
My mom came through the door
You could tell what i was doing hit her to the core
Sent me away hoping to get better
No one even sent a fucking letter
I had to do it on my own
Come back from all the hell i had brought on
What i'm about to say is an inner message
truly on my side so you know I tried pray to heaven
Walking with a curse, but this curse a blessing.
Not up in the church but i'm preaching like a damn reverend.
It doesn't get better you just learn your lesson
YOU ARE READING
Excerpts From A Story Ill Never Write
Short StoryIll never write more to these so enjoy the characters as they come...dont get attached. They wont be back to finish their story.
