Daddy personal Struggle His little girl cry's out in the still of the night.Daddy isn't home, He's out looking for a fight.No money in the bank, no food on the table.He's in and out of jail so his paycheck isn't stable.Popping pills till his body is numb,He swears one day He's going to use the gun.So he chokes down the bottle, He's a mouse of a man.He says "It's hard to get by with two broken hands"He's spitting excuses, He's pushing blame.But everyone knows "broken records don't change"So he's off again, searching for his fix,Throwing women and alcohol in the mix.Just business as usual, Age old thrills.Not a penny to his name so He's footing the bills.He stumbles in the door around 3 AM,His daughters in the hallway, looking up at him.Her stomach is as empty as her swollen eyes,Her tiny heart has been broken one too many times.Not a passing glace as he heads to bed,He has bugs under his skin and voices in his head.He's a disease, a stilt to the limb.Neglecting his baby because his w
Guess that did the trickMy pen, scrapes against the skin.Looking, searching, for the motivation to begain.It causes it to turn red, the most common words of all.Pure and bliss, as others would say, it's just the tip.It digs a little deeper, cause there to be scrapes, and raw skin, but no blood yet.Things become more real, advanced, few people can't understand.The words hurt, and are true, but still capable to comprehend.People who do, see memories that don't miss.I stab myself with the pen, now pulling out chunks.Using my blood to write the rest.But my blood is too thick, so I shed some tears to add to the mix.Yes now, my words begain to fit.My life poetry, story. Tears, blood, and sweat.To write a masterpeice, I guess that's what did the trick.
Enjoy your highWouldn't it be great just to run away and play all dayWhen you feel like dieing and don't want to stay.What if i told you there was a way?Just come with me and take this pill, Okay?It takes us to a world you have never seen before!You will feel as light as a cloud,Simply fall right through the floor.Now you have opened your door!Let it fill you upLet your feelings intensifyStop asking why.Just lay back and enjoy your high!(enjoy your high x3)An eternal happinessShowing with a smile 8 feet wide.To strong to hide,Every thing just raging from inside.Just lay back and enjoy your high!(enjoy your high x3)
Dragon CallI know it may not just be,what i think and see.I know i have had deppresion.But i think theres more to this confession.It was cause by you,By the simple life obsessionActing as if the land before time.Lost in your own childish mind.I had to take your responsibility.Therefor you caused me,not to be able to live mine.Limited to freedom of all.Forced to be shoved into a damn hamster ball.Tipped me over and over and caused me to fall.Abused emotionaly, mentaly, physicly, repetitivlyInside i would scream, But i took it all and it lowered my self-esteme,Lacking to stand tallUntil the day i didnt take your shit,Realized i am not your fucking doll.And something came out of me.And i finnaly heard my voice,and made my dragon call.