Flying down
With a strike
Holding down at pleasant
Starting off big
Coming down to Towers
And already hitting the 10 mark

Agrresivily playing
With a scar in one slot
And a pump in the other
Knocking and eliminating
Lastly dominating the fields

From above
Supplies for you to take
And make a mark on the enemy’s face
20 on the mark
Only 5 more to fight

Attacking instead
Of hiding in a hut
To get trapped and clapped

Now it’s 1 to 1
Only one will win
All depends if you’re aim to trap to win
Or swing with all your might
In the barrel of a scar

Victory royal
But sadly you only
Got 24
Because you weren’t good enough for
A 25 **** streak

Cry,
Something I don’t want to do
I rather have someone else cry
While I hug them
Telling them everything
Is gonna be alright

Sadly I’m the one crying and no one is hugging me
And telling me those words
I want to tell others
I’m just alone in my little bit of mist
So thick to others
But I can see through my ****
So well
I’ve grown used to it
It’s basically a part of me

It’s there
Even if I turn my back on it
Sadly it’s there more than my friends
Sadly it’s there more than my joy
Sadly it’s my sad friend who won’t leave
Unlike my “good” and “loyal” friends
Who said they be there for me at
My darkest moment
Instead they caused that darkness
By leaving me in dark
To rot and fade out of existence

My tears could just be
The refill to your drink
For you can relax
While I fall deeper in the drain

you gave me joy
You do have the right
To take that away
But you didn’t have to take bits of me
As well...

I may cry
But maybe next to whom
Myself and I
Or that someone who catches my eye
Who do I love
Me or the crushing feeling in my heart
Radiating from my chest
Is the sudden release of lust
I can’t stop but express

Halt me but my heart will keep going
Chasing a wind
Without knowing
Where it’s blowing
It may be going down a tragic road
Or a magnificent street
Followed with my lust being complete.

As if, I’m dreaming more than anyone would please
So how about I stop dreaming
And cease my fire of lust
Before it backfired on my trust

Feels like a argument
Between my left
And right brain
One is Lustfull
The other is Intellectual

Fighting each other
To be the one
On top
To persue
There conquest of the conscious

Either ignore or follow my heart
Doesn’t mean one is right or wrong
They are just different routes on the road
We live on

I’m sneezing
But I’m not shooting out snot
Feels like my brain is coming out
As if I had one

I strongly disagree with whoever claims
I’ll become well
Only takes time they say
Because it’s not my cold I’m worried about
It’s my sanity that will blow out
Bits of me in a napkin

Never relaxing until it’s not tragic
Mostly reading to avoid the traffic
Of emotions
Like rage and sadness
Too bad my depression doesn’t come with a description
Because I would of returned it
The minute I got it

To avoid my sudden supression of feelings
That I think bring
Too much of a commotion
To my self conscious.

Near the shore
Near the deep
Near the heart of the sea

The tides were high
Raging like a storm
The current went from sky blue
To as dark as noon

Slowly bringing me back
To the beach
To rest my feet
On the wet sand
My steps being marked
Soon a wave washes it out

Never to be seen again
Waves become calm and relieved
Of their rapids
Once again a beautiful sea calm as can be

Crying in my sleep
My mind going deep
The thought of a knife
Scarring my skin
Like a slice in the wind
Releasing the stress
From within

May not be right
Does more bad than good
But at the moment
Seems worth the blood
When really it’s not

Maybe I’m blind
Or too young to read inbetween the lines
But I’m sure that this isn’t worth the time
Instead of glooming
I should be blooming
For another day
Even if it’s bad
Because I’ll replenish after my bath

Thinking deep ain’t bad
But becoming negative only brings more pain than reassurance.
So you could brighten up a bit
Before you scare the kid from within.

I'm confused
You could say
I'm in a disarray
Never on track
Always acting wack
I wish I could understand
But sadly
This is out of my hands

Better to be
Than not to be
Wish I could please you
Sadly I don't know how to
Tell you what to do or what to say

I'm no expert coming to your complications
So don't feel like I'm going to help.
You might as well ask the devil for help,
Because I just don't know...