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Dr Strange Mar 2016
Hear me,
Hear me speak in my native tongue
This poetic justice
From the artist that never belong
From the... sad child who just smiled on the outside
But on the inside was dying from starvation
I'm hungry...
It feels like I haven't eaten anything for an eternity
When actuality the food has just been running right through me
It's sad that not even food see me
It just falls into barring wasteland deep within the blood sea  
Which are just my tears that never seem to stop falling from the... hell skies that absorb me
Free me...
Free me from the burning shackles that laugh at me
I feel as if I'm going crazy
The sun is cold to thee
I'm freezing
I can't breathe
The shadows are suffocating me
Draining me of my very life force
I'm crying...
In a dark corner...
Burning alive...
In the center of a world that doesn't want me
  Mar 2016 Dr Strange
Marjani
Just another lonely soul
Walking a path of shame
The path of finding
Me...the girl separated and then reunited with pain
Not restricting myself to what is, but allowing myself to let go of what was...
Just another lonely soul
  Mar 2016 Dr Strange
Marjani
The war is in my mind but the wounds are on my body..
The wounded girl you never knew was emo..

The cutting means something..
Remember kids down the street not across the road...
And when it finally gets that far..and i make it count...

When i finally show you its not me saying I'm okay, we both know I lied

Im fine, Im a complete failure
Im not hungry,Im just starving myself
Im not sad,Im dying inside

Im crying, im holding my breath
I wanna die, save me

Im lost inside myself, go away...i know its complicated but i really need you to stay..

Dont say anything...just hug me
Squeeze me.
Believe in me.
Dr Strange Mar 2016
Good Afternoon,


The following should not be televised but is sadly the truth


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Bang Bang
Well look at what we have here
Another black boy laying on the ground dead
Bang Bang
Two more white boys on the ground gasping for air
Screaming in pain and agony as the blood gushes from their open wounds
**** it!
When will it end
When will the endless of cycle of violence come to an end
Just last week a four year old was shot in the face in a shootout between the white man and a ******
Call the police someone screamed
No, please don't
They don't understand how to handle situations like this 
They'll only make it worse I promise you that
Run, run like the wind or this really will be the end
No that's my son the ******'s momma screams
Her son is on the ground praying for his life
I don't wanna die,i don't wanna die,he cries at the top of his lungs
I'm sorry Joseph, I'm sorry I couldn't protect you, I'm sorry I couldn't avenge you
You see Joseph was his little brother who was shot and killed by a white cop two weeks before
He was a straight A student who just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time
Now we are here big bro seeking revenge for his little brother's death
How noble but now death seeks to reap another life lost in the shadows
**** it the 5.0 is here, disperse
Dang it big bro is dead, and momma just froze appalled by what she just witnessed
The sky really is a painted mural made of blood
Sad tale both ended by the hands of a cop

Now the white man's story was a bit different
Long ago he was a proud member of society
He helped a lot of people rise up when they fell to their knees
Then one day he and his family was sitting at the dinning room table eating the dinner his wife just prepared
It all happened so suddenly he proclaimed
Seven black males burst through the front door and gunned them down in matter of seconds
He was the only survivor, in a single night he lost his entire livihood
Now he is just this hollowed out corps floating in a black ocean
He began to hear voices in his head telling him to **** them all
Thus Joseph life was stolen and left in a dark ally behind the middle of nowhere
Bang Bang
Now this story begins once again
Will the violence ever come to an end
Dr Strange Mar 2016
I was just a little black boy born in a raw town
Nothing else but me and my saw now
I could never say that papa was ever around
But I could say that momma never made a sound
She never cried never whined never did any of that crap
She just smiled and waved  as life hit us hard
But I never understood how the pain in her heart
She would never let it show like it wasn't there from the start
But we all knew the truth
Momma was breaking down
She cried silently thinking we wouldn't notice her burning red eyes
As she slowly died on the inside  
Still tryna stay strong for her four little children
But the truth was momma was gone
Died on the inside long ago
Unable to feel the pain that haunted her soul
Sorry momma we wasn't that strong
Should've helped her more
Now you're gone
Six feet underground
Sorry momma may you rest in peace
Dr Strange Mar 2016
Freedom...
Freedom is the one thing we all wish to obtain
The ability to do whatever, whenever we please
But by the definition are any of us truly free
Because at the bare minimum we all follow the rules of society
Dr Strange Mar 2016
chic chic* bang

chic chic bang
* ring ring* ring ring*
Hello.
No, no that can't be so

All my life I had to fight
Never knew what was wrong or right
Nobody had faith in me
They all abandoned me
But not that man
The man who gave me a chance

Now he is dead
And I'm all alone once again

All my life I had to fight
Never knew what was wrong or right
Nobody had faith in me
They all abandoned me
But not that man
The man who gave me a chance

Now he is dead
And I'm alone once again

But before he went out with a bang
He taught me one valuable thing
The only reason I'm alone is because I chose to be
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