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nathan Jul 2020
praying that the
abyss wash away
with the pain
and the hatred
of self
pray that this
hell just turns to wealth
in my foolish mind
a lot of my peers say I'm blind
no, I'm hiding behind my hands
that's why the truth can be so hard to find

through the hurt
I wake up every morning
pray to my God and
give Him thanks
I stay devout to Him
He watches over us
while we lay
though the insufferableness
increases by the day
I still pray in faith
that the truth reveals itself
somehow
some way

I'd be lying exclaiming
I ain't have some thoughts
to give up
"I cant" spirals through my head
preoccupied with the
punitive prison of living
sometimes, I trip up
I keep the same people around me
the cup was overflowed with love
the opps poked some holes
but I'm still prayed up
feel the end coming
I keep my cross close
if it's a wrap
I know the Lord I pray to
is my host in heaven,
the Land of Hope

- negassie
instagram.com/sutured.soul
nathan Jul 2020
tears hit the ground
they turn to dust
the cycle starts again
can't fuss about this
turmoil
this is just catharsis
for my holy limbs
to move the way
they always did
without this
i would be awash
with the weight of my sin

taking wins
just for them to end up
gone with the wind
true indeed
feeding demons
with this melancholy
feeling, dawg
premonition sealing my fate
my gut is my police

new lease on life
after every night
living through the plight
rooted in foresight
of high cliffs
tryna mend the bridge
between reality
and giving life
everything i have to give

arms deep up in the
snake pit
clenching teeth
searching for the spirit
that i used to keep
tears hit the pit
emitting dust,
skewed my vision
demise encompassing
this haze and this venom
and then i fall asleep

- negassie
instagram.com/sutured.soul
nathan Jul 2020
mental weighing heavy
no wonder my neck hurt
tryna stay steady
while having
frequent crying bursts
insatiable pain
my worth deteriorates
with the birth of a new day
tryna fly away
but my wings are clipped
i fell from grace

bracing for impact
dealing with the devil
we don't even
have a contract
mental went through upheaval
with the coming of demons
angels committing treason
on my being
lucifer must have seen me
vulnerable

smoldered in a pit of flames
the beholder of this hatred
holds no shame
lame days of worthlessness
tryna decipher this feeling
the reasons weren't even pertinent
slurring words
pangs of hurt
the clergy couldn't save me

solemn days of searching
can't do much else
besides hate me
inner workings
flirting with death
mentally depleted
yet i'm
still achieving things
i've never seen
say goodbye to the feeling
of solace
temporary friction
with the joy
falling,
grace is calling
but my wings are clipped
so all that i can say is
"sorry"
instagram.com/sutured.soul
nathan Jul 2020
low
never the last one
to take my blessings for granted
yet i
recant the praise
i send my way
in the heat of the moment
emotions feeling potent
low living
does everything to my ego than
stroke it

irate at how
the sins accumulate and i
rarely feel cleansed of them
long stay in the abyss
never missed when i'm
deep in my sleep
fleeing from the pain i face
on the day-to-day...
until the day i fly away,
i'm face-to-face
with the paint

- negassie
instagram.com/sutured.soul
nathan Jul 2020
desensitized to life
only thing that i need
is a casket
sighing, crawling, hopeless
turn around like nothing happened
"everything's okay"
mental thinking
"yo, he's capping"
that light in me is fleeting
i grasp it
there's no feeling there
nostalgia creeping back
having childlike flashes
frequently approaching
those lessons learned
truly my favorite classes

depression can be expressed as
one of those mental rashes
always got me itching at it
never leaves my periphery
i'm tryna kick it out
tryna veer off to the light
yet it found its way back
without the need for sight

never faltering
on my way to greatness
momma told me i'm an all-star
i'm never gonna be traded away
from my faith
i know that's self-motivated
and i'm centered in my ways
so all i've gotta say is that
i'm here to stay
for as long as God portrays it
in the outline of my destiny

even if i'm down for the count
i'm still stumbling on my journey
never visibly hurting
yet
never personally worthy
yet
in due time
i'm fated to liken with
the consciousness that others see in me
they believe in my
search for mental freedom
shackles scorning
thoughts of liberation
i'm spiraling
it's tiring
yet we're still gonna fight
truly inspiring
i'll always seek the light in
us, the world,
i hope you'll join me
for this light is
always worth seeking

- negassie
instagram.com/sutured.soul

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