Demons of my Past
 

Demons of my Past: Seek the Future

Look to the Future, to see the Battle-i-fight, as i stand and Rap-wit-my-might
neither won nor lost, i'm dark and have to Handle-the-Light...
Look to the Future, and it'z Cloudy-with-Rain, the Doubt-remains,
thatz Got-in-my-brain, and my heart is Shrounded-with-pain...
Look to the Future, where my Raps-are-evident, Stand-a-testament
Past-and-present, command a everlastin-presence...
Look to the Future, and Release-this-infection, of darkness that Screams-for-protection,
now i'm Teachin-this-lession, after Seen-my-reflection...
Look to the Future, or Glare-at-my-Back, for a Chance-that-i-Trap,
the meaning within these Immaculate-raps...
Look to the Future, and See the Face-of-my-Enemies, Replacin-my-Tendencies,
the evil is Erasin-my-entities, Sendin-me to a place to Raise-my-energies...
Look to the Future, where my Flows are Heaven-sent, Evident,
this is a testament, of my being a hell Resident...
Look to the Future, to a Emcee-Being-me-Seeing-the-Demons-that'z-Screamin-n-
Breathin-for-their-Release-to-Cease the evil thatz-Seethin, meaning I have to...
Look to the Future, and Face a Life-of-misery,-instigatin the Knife-against-me,
-Penitratin my soul Sacrifice-a-Epitomy,-of-a-Revelation...
Look to the Future, with thought to Retire-and-head-home,
but where can i go, i'm surrounded by Hell-fire-n-Brimstone...
Look to the Future, with the evil that Can't-wait-a-while,
invoking-these Emotioned-frees that Elevate-my-style...
Look to the Future, and never the past of a FRIEND-THAT-HURT-YOU,
these are the challenges that i TEND-TO-HURDLE...
Look to the Future, where tragic-fates-brew, wakin up to a
family-that-hates-you, lookin for my chance to escape-too...
Look to the Future, and Realize-it-has-past, walkin the Path-of-Seven
Mainstream and underground Dividin-up-rap, to face the Wrath-of-heaven...
Look to the Future, hoping to live in Trinity, lyrics reachin Divinity,
my innocence gone along with my virginity...
Look to the Future, where i can Touch-the-Streets,
where i don't have to kill my homie just-to-compete...
Look to the Future, to find what i'm Seeking-at-Last,
find that i'm Speakin-my-rap, and i'm finally accepted, rid of the Demon-of-the-past...

Meth Slasher 2003

long but good normally i try not to repeat somthing iver and over in poem but this suited you well. OoNnEe