My hearts been on the fritz,
It’s been bleeding from all the slits
from taking one too many hits.
this must be as good as it gets
when you lie in your own ****,
this life isn’t one I’ll miss.

You know I never got that kiss
I’ve lived one big swing and a miss
cause I never learned how to mix
that well with others,
just ask my brothers
I fit in with the suckers
living life in the gutters.

Here there aren’t many colors
and even fewer lovers.

Your view
is skewed
and my view
is true

**** all that oppose
the spoken word.
This is the way
to our purity
and their salvation.

I walked inside the den
and it was filled with wolves
showing their teeth
with snarls
and growls
so I threw some bones
and they paid it no mind.
They had blood
on their minds

bless my soul
it’s time to go.

I gave in to a weak
desire to start the day.
Then I listened
to my inner words,
the ones
that never leave my lips
and the ones
that change
my whole appeal
whether for the worse
or the better

I’ve had
a sick mind.

Rotted to the core
with self hate
and I know others
silently relate,
I’m not a unique case
even if it feels that way.

We need to learn
to get out of our way
how to be grown
and still know how to play.
I started on a bad foot
but I corrected my stride
with a smile.

Gun to her head
now that girl’s dead
they filled her mind with lead
those ******* shot ‘em dead
she had plans to be a doctor
‘till they stopped her
they dropped her
they popped her
and it cost her.

Can’t believe they got her
she couldn’t even barter
when they caught her
they just shot her
and forgot her.

You never knew what was in that safe
it was only opened at midnight
and when it was
the whole house would cry

except for you
you were quiet
steady.

You focused on your breath
just like she taught you,
it didn’t fix things
but it made things survivable.

Another day
another prayer,
don’t let him hear you cry.

Can’t control my environment so I gotta split
I’m not afraid to admit
my anxiety is feeling legit
like I got into a fight
when I’d have rather taken flight
but the time wasn’t right
I couldn’t see the light
my chest is feeling tight
this is when I write
have my thoughts reach a new height
all in spite of tonight
I’m hoping for an invite
so that I may be so polite
as to be my own knight
and relish in delight
in exchange for my current fright