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KrazyZoe Sep 2018
It’s Krazy the things I had to feel and some things I have done
What’s in the past and what is to come
I’ve overcame so much but still have far to go
Forever feels like yesterday and I still feel low
How do I move forward without looking back?
Sometimes I open my eyes don’t see the light but only black
My demons I embrace... I’ve known them all along
Such a challenge to do right but easy to do wrong
Society, people, life seems so far fetched
But dreams and time so out stretched
When my heart feels queasy
I have to realize things are not so easy
KrazyZoe Sep 2018
What I’ve said should be heard...
what some people say is absurd
We all have a voice and an opinion
Everyone is entitled...
If you don’t stand for something you’ll fall for anything...
Bright lights shooting stars and vivid dreams
Life is what you make it but not really what it seems...
Visions blurred stories told tomorrow isn’t promised
We go through life hoping and wishing and sometimes not accomplish
Again what I’ve said should be heard
Don’t let your vision and your story go untold
KrazyZoe Aug 2018
I look in front and behind me everything is a blur
Look side to side just to make sure
Have I lost sight of where I’m at or who I’ve become?
Seldom...
This feeling turns into none
I contemplate whether or not I will make it
Once again I’m caught up in the matrix
KrazyZoe Jul 2018
Love is nothing short of a lie
Only what you perceive
Tell me why you despise
When you look at me
I see hero’s when I look at all
Fighting for something
Paitiently awaiting deaths call
Your something into nothing
Your fighting ceased to no avail
While I witness the pain
Choking on your last breath
Say my name in vain
Child of abomination
Delusional you are
We all have to love something
Even from afar
Question why you feel this way
As you close your eyes
Suicide attempting failed
Your life was a lie
Let us come together now and think of what we’ve done
Deaths around the corner waiting
With no where left to run

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