Feelings

As the day fades,reality knocks and makes itself at home. The memory painted on my skull burns though I feel cold. Tears me in two,these weight is hard to hold. A cell of it's own,trapped all my visions and hope. Should have listened when I was told. A prisoner of pain,deep inside this laughing face. Dreams of who I long to be slowly fades These is not a way of getting the fame,but seeking to build the voices name. Life always been opposite my will,grew up in shame. No one to listen to these tale. Disgraced my image,found myself blowing heroin and sniffing cocaine. But God found me and brought me in game. But still empty and heavy,no one to blame 

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