Hopeless

by The Nameless Poet   Jul 18, 2006


Just Where am I going in life I’m afraid I have lost the spark/
another young seed cursed born alone, lost in the dark/
I’m taking shots of Hennessey now I’m strong enough to face the madness/
Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash/
But all the Hennessey and weed can’t hide the pain I feel inside/
You know, its like I’m living just do die/
I’m suicidal quick to pull out a shot gun, cock it back and blast/
Many questions asked but I don’t get any answers/
Lost my chances so I walk this earth lost in my misery trying to find my place and a better day/
But I have come up empty handed, still a concrete rose yet exposed to rays/
So I continue growing in this concrete jungle of sinful ways/
Plus what can be accomplished before I can escape/
Meet my fate, no longer be caged and raged by this misplaced hate/
I don’t want to feel this way I’m so fed up with dealing/
Concealing so many secrets facts of the cards I was given/
Living a life I did not choose more of fell into/
Haunted by so many demons you would feel as if hell was with you/
This taunted me into becoming a menace with a mind that’s corrupt/
Naturally sentenced to life in prison so I got my mind made up/
Emotions mixed up as I’m stuck on the fast lane/
With this last breath I go out expressing so much pain/
Quiet as kept, I’m blessed, on a quest with a death wish/
Stress the abyss I live in then question why I have come up hectic/
Though I’m devilish at times and quick to react/
Take this time to forgive for when I let loose and bust like straps/
I was born cursed, labeled violent so I will rebel against/
And still come up victorious as I’m backed up against the fence/

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  • 18 years ago

    by ImNoTpErFEct

    Wow that was really good, your so talented.