Do we really say time brings change
Can we say it heals wounds
Can we say it breaks chains
Can we see us moving forward
Or do we only see the pain
Is there an answer to these questions
Or do we just lie and wait
As the weight of our burdens bear down on our claims
Do we even have a voice when they aint listen to the tapes
Do we even have a story if they just flip past the page
Can we even share secrets when the ground full of snakes
Do we chase every leak til were flooded with disdain
Does justice mean extortion why did snowden run away
Is corruption the focus when minorities are slayed
Are elections even fair if the poor man getting paid
To give his votes to the bigot that put him there in the first place
Is the seed that were planting ever sprouting something great
Or are we giving them a melting world and telling them to skate
Is realness an illusion cause being woke is just a trend
Do i sound like a fool
Spouting words without end
Cause just like sway im clueless
Im just speeding round the bend
Hoping i dont end up like schuma
confined to his bed
But if i do
itll be the only rest i ever get
You get the rest.

Panic when pin-pointing.
Pathetic when trying.
Painful pleasure.
Passively flipping the page.

Packing the past.
Passed out from the last.
Painting it fast.
Put the panther back.

Probably paraphrasing this.
Preparing the premises.
Perfect in any position.
Please be consistent.

Life is nothing but a dream,
When each day rays of beam,
Showers us with joy and sorrow,
Not knowing what is tomorrow.
Does life end after death?
No, I have Faith,
Our conscious and spiritual existence continues,
Those are my views.
Life gives you a chance,
Your hereafter to enhance,
Prepare for the trials of the grave,
Your good deeds,save
Do your best,
So you have no regrets.
On your Creator,have Faith and gratitude,
Keep the right attitude.
Add to your list modesty,
Kindness and charity,
Prayers and honesty,
Be truthful and simple,
Donate ample.
Always pray,abstain from sins,
Your countdown begins,
Death beckons,
Decides your visa for hell or heaven.
Life spent in vices,
You have no  choices,
For death will be excruciatingly  painful,
Your soul will be wrenched,if sinful
But, Your death will be gentle,
If to Allah you had been dutiful.
The grave will be your abode of hereafter.
For evil doer your grave will be your House of Loneliness,
Squeezed to narrowness.
For good doer,
Your hereafter,
Will be your Garden Of Paradise.

i’ve stopped trying.
i just bump into walls until i find a door,
blindly.
the dull pain is
more annoying than anything,
and i could stop if i wanted,
but at least i’m moving.

Looking back with new
eyes I see the painful truth
I could not before

I only want to scream
till my throat, so raw it bleeds
Anger mopes buried deep
it molds to me, as I breath
Choking slowly, I thirst to scream
let out the need
and then repeat
and then repeat
let out the need
I only thirst to scream
choking slowly, it molds to me
as I breath
Anger mopes buried deep
till my throat, so raw it bleeds

I SCREAM!

I paid my therapist £600 for a piece of paper
to tell me what's wrong with me.
I don't care about money, it's just a figure
like the numb large sum
Sitting in my bank account.

How you ****** me up
I dream of you,
I dream a river of red, dyed by your blood
How much I wish I hit you
with that glass, again and again, on the
back of your head, until you fall down
When you locked me in that room
And stopped me in my road.

If I had a trigger, I would have pulled it
a thousand times over. No blink.
No,
they are all wrong. "You were too slutty"
"It's because you were frivolous"
How is jeans and a hoodie frivolous?
Tell me, how is it my fault
for a man three times my age to try
ripping my clothes off
at 16 year old?