Stressing *******. Crying in Prayers,
cause the blessings missing.
Slaves to my desires till my body enslaved to the fire.
Unable to grow tired of my residence.
The present is hell but the past is worse.
Swear to god, the way i’m living,
I’m cursed.
No peace.
Not even when they cover my casket with dirt.
Forced to live on this earth.
While some have it worse.
Cause they have no choice.
Some that want to scream,
yet have no voice.
Some that want to see yet remain blinded
with the illusions of what they can be,
reminded that they can’t be because it’s their fault for
believing and buying gold from the fools.
A teacher told me not to believe everything I learned in school.
Lord forgive me, as I pray.

Same story, different way.
Same events, different day.
Copyrighted 2014.

Peace and Power.