This is a partially a true dream i had....enjoy

witnessing( ~vision~)
journey with me to a place chained and laced with hatred...
where god and satan can switch places so fast they mix faces...
For a split second and im stuck with seconds become extended..
The rooms illuminated from this new delayed combination...
Now im sitting in the corner with the lights out sippin ice house...
I got the rogue 45, sleeping pills and a knife out...
Im sick of life now..I need the light to find a way out..
Everywhere i look is dark i feel my brain split apart..
Then my mind wanders and drifts to the thoughts of one little kid..
Who was robbed of gods gift to live that im so ready to give...
blood drips from the sky down to the pages im writing on..
I look into the clouds at all the faces of my brothers who are gone...
I continue writing on...ink now smeared with blood and tears..
in a form of a dream my dead brother really appears..
an said "god gave you this gift dont let the devil take it from you".
I felt a crack loud as thunder my soul flinched and pained from it..
But i aint touch the gun yet i see the devils face plummet..
And the rise of Jesus Christ light shined brighter than a sunset..
The battles been won but yeah the war aint done yet...
Cause everyday a war is waged for the soul of the lost prophet...

realize-exceptance (~interpretation and thought of vision~)
A lost soul at the crossroads pain is like picoso's
i had a vision of an apostle who knew all, i forgot though
moving full throttle your role model with a bottle..
takes life straight no chasing, no later, no tomorrow.
See i didnt know apathy could be so patient to capture me..
i could see it coming after me never cared if it captured me.
behind my back they laugh at me point fingures at my master piece.
I look for my reflection i see a stranger staring back at me..
Are things as they have to be or was it contentment catastrophe.
is resentment blasphemy for the role that god cast for me...
Did i let destiny test and then get the best of me.
for twenty something years ive seen my life as an empty street.

Now all the time even im pretending me..
sometimes i pray for the end of me but i fall for no enemy...


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