Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Oct 2014
Ive been depressed in a miserable state
Im trying to choose my own fate with weight on my back
Stack stack stack till i crack break my back
Get plenty of looks an  yes im shook
Lifes getting hard im to real not a big deal
Im expressing how i feel hoping that my cuts heal
Living life long filled with love ive been insanely obsessed with my dreams
What is god trying to tell me time temperature ties
Where does my Destiny lye
Im praying facing my head to the sky when i die
Where will i go
beeps the graffiti writer
291
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems