It's funny how I've always written about hardships and love,
yet only one really fit me like a glove,
Both always take more from me than I take and always end up with hurt,
yet I always throw myself into both like a spurt,
I don't know what wicked god always seem to bless and ****
perhaps it's my destiny just to go out in a bam,
For once control over my destiny I want to assert,
my trigger finger is always alert,
May 31, 2016
May 31, 2016 at 3:00 PM UTC
It's funny how I've always written about hardships and love,
yet only one really fit me like a glove,
Both always take more from me than I take and always end up with hurt,
yet I always throw myself into both like a spurt,
I don't know what wicked god always seem to bless and ****
perhaps it's my destiny just to go out in a bam,
For once control over my destiny I want to assert,
my trigger finger is always alert,
I am not suicidal, I wrote this when I was in a bad place a couple of years ago. So, don't take this piece of something it's not.
