Im so so sick of the life that I live.
Stuck up in the past,still don't have a **** to give.
Smothered in stress,pain in my chest.
Want to talk up,but where to confess?
Filled by lies that life does best.
Now the only thing left is death.
I expected more,but got more much less.
No joy in my life,just down and depressed.
**** up in the mind,like a man in a dress.
Take these quotas take a good quess.
Life gives you shit,with muchless rest.
And is too dark,I call it shady,but is a mess.
I cry daily,even with love in my chest.
By a unfair lady,who no better than the rest.
so I suppressed..
these deep emotions,
A lil *** and in my drink,I avoid commotion.
a couple shots to be sedated,lost in a dream,of death im faded.
till I snap out,and I awaken.
Rubbing both eyes,pupils not dilated.
looking both sides thanking god I made it..
My soul was departed
but then god saved it.
(thank God I made it)
-By Emmanuel Jv Hernandez
3-21-12
May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 10:10 PM UTC
Im so so sick of the life that I live.
Stuck up in the past,still don't have a **** to give.
Smothered in stress,pain in my chest.
Want to talk up,but where to confess?
Filled by lies that life does best.
Now the only thing left is death.
I expected more,but got more much less.
No joy in my life,just down and depressed.
**** up in the mind,like a man in a dress.
Take these quotas take a good quess.
Life gives you shit,with muchless rest.
And is too dark,I call it shady,but is a mess.
I cry daily,even with love in my chest.
By a unfair lady,who no better than the rest.
so I suppressed..
these deep emotions,
A lil *** and in my drink,I avoid commotion.
a couple shots to be sedated,lost in a dream,of death im faded.
till I snap out,and I awaken.
Rubbing both eyes,pupils not dilated.
looking both sides thanking god I made it..
My soul was departed
but then god saved it.
(thank God I made it)
-By Emmanuel Jv Hernandez
3-21-12
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