My life (partI)
A little apartment, roaches on the fossits, holes in the closet, from bullet holes, cause they use me as their main target//
I try to escape from the darkness so I just meditate, weather I’ll end up in jail, or make plans for my wait// It’s not easy because I live it, drug dealers on the corner everyday I get addicted// Selling makes me feel gifted, but sometimes I feel guilty so I pray for forgiveness// Who’s gonna murder me, that’s what I ask god before I go to sleep, my dreams are so terrible its blood sucking like a vampire beside me// My father shit I don’t think I can tell, he loves me over the liquor now he asking me to give him some money for bail// I’m daddy’s little girl for sell, cause its like he buys me every time when I’m mad as hell// *~*~*~*TO BE CONTINUED*~*~*~* |
THE FLOW was ridic..i liked this..i liked ur topic and direction...try a better structured..aite ma stay up ~1~
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