I'd sell my soul for one more call but this ******* cancer has stolen them all I prayed and pleaded but god did you hear me I've begged and cried but you just let them die how could you forsake such strong believers in their hour of need my loved ones lived a lie following your deceit how can I stand as a man knowing we all must die one day well I don't know I'm not an atheist I swear but why why does every time I need you to save someone your just never there

oh mother teach me how to die because I've been lost in the dark trying to fly but continuously missing my mark Thy blade I pressed to my skin was not heaven send where fields of wildflowers I roamed only turn to black now for I am with no home your dying wish was for me to achieve bliss yet agony has burrowed inside of me calling my chest home you told me to pray to our heavenly father but I feel no divine spirit when I bow at his altar yet I try to overcome only to fault further I cut my throat and I hang myself but I do not die I jump from rooftops only to awake staring at the night sky mother my purpose is clear for god has abandoned me and satan drew me near where god rejected he rejoiced he told me to be his savior of earth his divine voice to the masses for I am the antichrist

just because you have a degree it makes you no smarter then me
just because you have no ink on your skin that doesn't make you clean of sin
just because you have white skin it doesn't make you better then anyone
just because you can quote the bible your still far from a prophet
just because you wear a suit in no way are you better then a fast food worker
just because your bank account has 6 digits that doesn't make you above the law
just because your homeless with no place to sleep that doesn't make you worthless
just because you work fast food that doesn't make you unmotivated
just because of the way you look that doesn't make you evil
just because you feel empty that doesn't mean this is the end
just because you take a different path that doesn't make you a failure

I could hide under a million tattoos but none of them would take away from the pain I felt when I finally lost you

post a picture of a cop and they say **** em hoes see a man with alot of guap and they gon **** him post pictures of your ***** for a 100 likes ******* and ***** is a rich mans night kids all go to bed wake up with cold sweats moms strung out on the pain pills again will it ever end god will you send someone to fight off all of this dark energy lately only finding release in xanex and Hennessy satan i need a minute scratch that make it 3 when you think you got it hard look at you neighbor but lately I only talk to myself and I broke all my mirrors gun to my head time for bed or more meds walls of my home filled with my prescription it's a hollow tip clip that gets constant refilling end it all or buy a gold chain and sell my self for 15 minutes of fame but **** the fame because i'd rather uphold my integrity instead of selling my soul to be a celebrity so excuse me while I waste away smoking this ****

I lost the plot
it vanished into a blank empty mind
the wheels of it never to roll never at all
without it the story never moves on
and we look on till the end of time

I am the author of my pain
Because it is my fault thoughts of you still pass my brain
god can't save my aim
my blood vessels explode as I write
while I implode in life
My heart is a confederacy seceding from my brain
They go to war my every waking moment
My brain wants to free me from your slavery
While my heart still cling's to the memories