While I’m alive & well, I don’t feel the appreciation that one should feel
when he places everyone before him, it’s only a heart being killed
Sometimes I cry myself to sleep asking if life is worth living anymore
cause I look around & don’t see fit to be around anymore
So many tears I’ve cried but my scream for help has yet to be heard
pleading for peace but my world feels too disturbed
So much love will be shared that I’ll never hear
but it’s sad how my homegoing will be the only time they’ll ever feel sincere
I know that once my time has come & it’s time for me to leave
you’ll then see so many fall to their knees
crying those everlasting tears as they realize what’s to come
a world without yours truly & the guilt of what they’ve done
& when the rain comes down on the day I’m sent home
it won’t be from the crying skies but from my sorrowed eyes
while the doves of heaven take my soul through the stormy sky
- Poetic Venom