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Old 02-23-05, 12:23 PM   #6
Hells Fire
Life is a Constant Battle
 
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From: Minnesota
End of the Road

IP:

Hospital, kid turned man, man turned senior
get-visual, wit turned mad, mad turned leaner
saw my days glitter like sands face and this rat run its last race
depression shitter, emotional mace, and this kat became last bass
like blood became thinner, epidermal wrinkler, head went balder
like hood became inner, stuggle no winner, feds went else-where
This was the end of the road though it curved and swirved
many lost their lives to my action though verbed and word
Webster lost in past tense my scripture as old as hollywood prints
Blester then most to have a family measure and childhood friends
I staired into sons focal point watched water persperate the soil
i flaired at sons emotional joint told not to wan, vibrate or boil
no falt my turn on demise, no flawnt i lived my life
no halt no turn for cries, no dawnt it happened all life
Flashbacks, kid-in-arms, watchin embryo form on tube
classacts, ma-ma-charms, learnin video games on tube
growin so fast realising i cant keep up to my kids n mass
movin so fast realising i cant weep up seen wits n class
my sports,graduation, college dorm rooms vast
their sports, graduation, college dorm rooms vast
crying at funeral site where my buddies race finished early
prying at mineral site where my bodies chase developed slowly
i was losing my battle with life, but having fun with the strife
had a tragedy but kept with life, having run my length of life
i seen horizon set too many times, and the moon glow like evershine
i seen sore eyes on too many times, and the goon turn into nice mind
i walked so many paces that prints left unparallel
i walked so many steps that stints didnt held well
seen so many faces, so many ethinicities, so many country ties
so many country fights, so many democracies, so many illitracies
so many forest, so many ocean, so many mountians, so many hills
so many war rest, so many notion, so many ounces, so many pills
too many pages, too many books, too many bullets, too many graved
too many homage, too many looks, too many mullets, too many saved
History books getting longer, knowledge getting oh so broader
seriods makin teens stronger, voyages to foreign mexico boarder
but as i sat there in the bed a light hit my face first oh so small
tho my heart began a tear the night grace, i began float then fall
respirator in me i began to see it in slow motion as all seen failed
perpirator on me i began to see it in slow motion as god prevailed
i left the room in biology but not meta physically n with one word left the world forever with my same old melody...


here it is its kinda long hope yall like it good luck to eveyone
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