I need some help out here,
Something better than this.
I ain't no sensitive kid
Unless they speak on my pancreas,
Then it is what it is.
I blow a malevolent kiss
Because the love I receive
Comes from a satanic abyss,
Full of the souls I've betrayed
In my past lively days.
I didn't pay much attention,
Now karma is who I must pay.
And to the higher above,
I must always go pray.
We have prayers for pain
And prayers for laughter.
Heavely Father, I'm a disaster.
After this wound,
There can be no more after.
Afterlife is unknown,
But I believe in the best.
But for people like me,
Only looking forward to death
Due to the instances pushed on
The mere flesh,
We will have no chance,
It's a one way ticket to flames.
But for this pain, I have great disdain.
Whisper my name when you visit
My tomb.
Understand you can
Never be gone too soon
When dirt and death and
All things below that bury your
Smile
Are meant for you.