Bury me in ashes
I don't need the roses with the rose gold tint
That isn't permanent
I needed to be more attentive to my loved ones but I'm as assertive as a bundle of sticks
Truly a pick
Which one will she pick
I'm trying to invite her to my mind
Hope she doesn't end up on my ...
Truth be told I can't deal with all these dead bodies
Skeletons in my closet
So when I disappear it's been kind of hard to find me
Been eating up inside me
Like I've been eating up inside her
Devil's juice to numb the pain so we can both 'find love' another hour
Real friends turned sour
Fake friends embrace that power
And at my darkest hour I will commit the greatest act which we call coward
Cancer that takes away your needs
And sends family members off with deeds
Grammy lost at 98
Still crying and screaming in my dreams
Now I don't believe in luck besides gore happened to me
Long life lived
Or life long taken
Stopped going to church because that day I lost her
My love for all went vacant
Again it's going vacant after the loss of another
Tried to be monogamous and sleep the pain from under the covers
But it's killing me deep down up under
Cause even business tends to want to be held before it slumbers
Or maybe it never sleeps
Not trying to do the woe is me
But it's hard to be me
When everyone only knows you cause 2 weeks ago you were 17
Jokes on me cause really I feel like 80
Mentally draining
Heart lost like a widow who lost it all on vacation
Starting to love my job will end up leaving me vacant
Because everyone is temporary but for some reason I wait staying patient
But like Trey Songz I just can't help but wait man
- Author: Bookbag ( Offline)
- Published: October 31st, 2016 21:26
- Category: Unclassified
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