Am living in an age which loves to call darkness bright; I tire amoung the crowds who exorcize my life from the light. Walking in this terror filled with horror and fright leaves me screaming in the night without any sight. My soul lives in constant fear and self-doubt; this agony within keeps me stranded in a cage of drought.
This fear keeps me moving through an unwavering hell; my strength fails as I try to run and yell. No one stands in the midst for us who dare to tell; here shall we remain in this God forsaken cell.
Chemicals rush up my veins; oh yea, now I feel the ax cutting at the grains – rushing warmth allows me to see my subsiding pains. This drug keeps taking from me; how it drains; fuckers stand at the brink judging from their freshly painted plains. Those standing next to me keep talking – never learning how to refrain! Those evaluating stand next to me, wondering if I’ll ever be able to regain.
My body weakens in an age whose name I do not know; they speak cruel hurting words - cold like the icing snow. They rather kill with their expressions instead of sew; abandon without growth instead of helping one grow.
Running we’re left... we who are a caged soul.
Crying we’re left... we who have no self-control.
Set me free from your inflicting eyes and thoughts, for your hate and envy shall surely lead you to naught. Yay, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I know it is I you always came and sought. You can’t hide behind your judgments and think that you fought; fuck you – nothing till this day do you have as proof you wrought!!! Laughing I know that you shall die and stink up the ground as you rot. Me... I sang my tune for all to hear as I taught; me... I gave with my voice to all those I called and begot.
This is my dedication to AMY WINEHOUSE; the baddest bitch
that ever lived. Amy you are a Queen in my heart and soul; you
will be greatly missed.
-by-
Nathan Immanuel
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