How you expecting A woman to Be your Peace When you Treating Her like a Piece of garage You like be my Peace But all you Do is bring pieces Of heartache Pieces of Cheating Pieces of Misunderstanding Pieces of Anger In her life All you doing Is bringing Pieces of Storms in Her life & you Screaming Be my peace Cover me be My umbrella But you raining ******* on Her life Everyday She’s in Yours You say be My peace When you Her chaos You her Nightmare
As I write Streams down my face A silent cleansing Of thoughts Times and roles I can’t do it I want to scream Rage and … **** my anxiety Like a tsunami Drowning my sanity I hold on To some electron Of hope Waiting for it To purge out This exasperating Existence