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

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