Heard the story of this ghost
This spirit without a host
He searched for it all
Then he brought down the fall
Wanted to find his person
Making him his own version
So much for a bit of diversion
Could've got another verse in
Still going for that prize
You could see it in his eyes
Faith as strong as Ice
Aint giving into this demise
Still he's going strong
Got no idea 'bout what's wrong
While he's stuck creating this song
Everything he once knew will be gone
So bringing it back
Knowledge he'll lack
Getting ready to spit on this track
Feeling so wack
This story goes on, and on, and on
He's got no idea' bout what's wrong
Searching for the truth
Lost some parts of his youth
Cant go back, still staying on track
Setting sail, no brother's gonna wail
They joined him on his tale
Finding this light, shining so bright
They're feeling alright, thinking that they just might
Clearing his sight and feeling alright
Grabbing his book of the shelve
This is the road of his self
So he waits till the clock strikes twelve
they're having a discussion
thinking it's gonna be without repercussion
Both know they'll end up buzzin
Stuck left with this concussion
Hard to get up =
Got me Feeling ******
Still keeping me stuck
Oh **** well good luck
Gotta let go
I'm sailing on this flow
Creating this show
Know this for sho'
Feels like getting a sign
Tis just the way that they shine
Rolling so fine,
Coming up for his reign x2=
He'll come around
Gonna feel safe and sound
Right down buried underground
Waiting to be found
So finding where he's at
Putting the map down flat
Looking for a clue, not knowing what to do
Gonna make it through
With confidence in the hind of his mind
Stopped feeling so blind
Found out who's behind this mission he was assigned
Didn't know about the contract that he signed
Meeting the demon of Demise, looking at you with his gaze of ice
Thinking you might be the one to throw the dice
His army growing in size making sure that you'll rise
So with an army in his back he's rising up,
Still feeling struck
******* his enemies up
Wishing them luck
Continue searching for his host, hoping he'll find em on the battlefield
No arrows passing through his shield
Won't ever ******* yield
Making sure he's being healed
Still smashing through enemy lines
He's thinking it's just the way the moon shines
Filling his pockets with dimes
In the meantime creating all these rhymes
Map on the table again
Still havent claimed any gain
Feeling like he might go insane
Won't let all of it go in vain
Still stuck in his quest
Making sure it'll last
This curse that's been cast
Striking em down real fast
Turning city's to ash
His army gone in a flash
Filling up their stash
Wishing they'd never crash
Stuck in this resolution made up from a constitution
Rising up for this revolution, trynna go to to his next stage of evolution
All he can trust is his intuition
Whilst he's waiting for his fruition
Still he's looking at the past,
Knowing he won't be the last
Gotta be working fast
Making sure this new future'll last for the soldiers that passed
Is it true what I hear?
The end draws near
It's becoming too much to bear, these visions way to clear
Gonna be evolving to a seer
Ghost and host entwined
Finally together with this contract they signed
Got them feeling alligned
Let them become the star that once shined
Jan 18, 2019
Jan 18, 2019 at 3:57 AM UTC
Being depressed isn't all about being sad, it's about you thinking people hating or disliking you because of all the small things you do.
You keep thinking, what the hell did I do wrong? And all in all you keep feeling judged, you become way more mentally sensitive which could suddenly leave you crying over a girl who you really liked for the first time since you had your last real crush, after you gave up on love, but she didn't feel the same about you as you did for her.
You start to forget lots and lots of stuff, you don't seem to care anymore about anything.. At all.. Yeah, you care about the few people that still love you.
But other than that? Nah. You're just waiting for the depression to blow over and then come back after a few weeks, days, months or years.
-R
May 17, 2016
May 17, 2016 at 5:34 PM UTC
It devours you from the inside, feelings, memories. It literally destroys you from the inside.
I've got a hole in my soul and it's growing deeper, and deeper. Day by day and that hole, it grows even more when you feel sad or, even.
You know how they say "What doesn't **** you, makes you stronger"? that's just utter bullsh*t. In most cases that which doesn't **** you, makes you wish you were dead.
And thus after all this time, the hole has grown deeper and bigger, you try to hide it and you actually manage to do it quite well, untill.. someone comes into your life: a friend, a soulmate, someone that's just as ****** up as you are with all the scars on their heart and soul.
please don't leave, Yours truly
-R.
Apr 1, 2016
Apr 1, 2016 at 2:37 AM UTC
waiting for someone or people.
waiting is really how boring you make it, put on some music, think about life, try socializing a bit, do whatever you need to **** time.
sometimes whilst waiting you just keep thinking about yourself and other kind of stuff whether its good or bad, or just sit back and enjoy the music played from your speakers or headphones and just enjoy the day.
because why make life boring? if there are so many things you could do to make it less dull.
Mar 13, 2016
Mar 13, 2016 at 1:42 PM UTC
What if all we are is just machines?
I mean, we're all labeled with a name, ID Card, personal numbers.. we are being judged by the oppresive because of age.
We are supposed to work to earn money and get somewhere.. nowadays it's more about your diploma's and certificates.. what happened to personal and communication skills?
What if we lived in a world where your personal talents make the person you are?
I mean look at us, the so called "superior" human race. we are all just pins and pawns in a major game of politics and oppression.
So I ask you this, Let's become a miracle, and break free from these chains. And show the world we are dreamers and want this dream to come true..
-R
Mar 9, 2016
Mar 9, 2016 at 4:39 PM UTC
ever have that feeling that when you light a smoke outside it feels so relaxing to just..
sit there, hear and watch it burn, watch the ashes float down like snow and just remember.. just remember those good old times, when everything was fine.. no worries in the world..
it takes me back you know? I haven't gotten a clue why I ever started smoking but.. I guess it helps to ease my mind..
and basicly, I guess it takes some of the pain away in life and helps to keep you going to live another f*cking day in this gods forsaken world.
-R
Mar 9, 2016
Mar 9, 2016 at 4:07 PM UTC