hey guys heres a lil something from me....its true!

I stare out my window at vast oceans
False hopes and dreamin of being the host
Of a new breeding process, on the left coast
I live in a small cell bigger than most
But still cant move around the walls are getting kinda close
Lost probably never will be found
Screaming till my throats raw ya never heard a sound
Never heard me cry and pound on the bars
To escape ya have to swim then hope you can get a ride in some cars
That hope is far removed from my actual reality
And the reality is that I’ll continue to shit in the corner of this cell
The little room of hell where I dwell
Waiting for these scientist to inject me with their modern day spell
First they start with torture tied to a wall and beaten
The ones that die ground into agriculture products used for feedin
Next I am taken to the witch doctor for full healin I pass stage one
The realness has just begun
Stage 2 locked into ya room day and nite
With only a lead and some paper which to write
Eat, piss on, shit on or use to wipe your ass with
Can’t set a fire they didn’t give me any matchsticks
No mattress no toilet just you and ya cell
Suppose to be writing my daily journal
But I am to weak to think and spell
On the brink of losin my sanity
Babblin and droolin lyin in my filth
No one can understand me
Feelin kinda numb not knowing the real truth
Or anything of real use
Pleading for a truce with guards maybe an arrangement
They responded by hittin me with a bat tryin to cave in
My skull, left me for dead and beggin for the hospital
And to think this whole shit is voluntary optional
I volunteered for this shit didn’t check the fine print
On a document I checked the left box in
It stated I was now the property of Science
Gave my body to research without a second thought
Now I’m caged behind bars starin at death and incompliance
My accomplice died the first nite of being punished
Stole shit at lunch that’s a no no for this place
Watched her get shot like it was slow motion reply
It’s the 5th day third week
Unable to speak I quietly take a leak in the corner
Down take a disgusted look around my cramped quarters
Lamp light gently casts its glow through the portal
And I stand up as the guard walks around for roll call
The woman next to me has lost it mentally
That cat across the hall from me looks like a faggot
Starin at me everytime I take a shit she takes advantage
To watch the show, I fuckin hate that homo
If I could get out I would tear limb from torso
Of course tho it aint looking good for escape

nice for a newb but needs serious work man nice tho try and work on vocaab wordplay stroyline.. wasent that bad 4.6/10 and this is comin form a 14 year old check ou my open mic when we meet its poetry links in the sig aight ~1~

yea i know it needs some work but yea i wrote dis in like 10 minutes while i was in jail so yea..but newayz thanx 4 da feed

A complete thug wearing unique gloves secure script
With sure grip reveal a plan ideal for hands and close lips
My heart lyrical with parts and material other cats fart
Hopes for miracles, demonstrate skits and eliminate splits in art
Leave a mic open and whole like a broken soul

um yo dis was a decent verse, is this your first open mic? if it is it is a good piece man, but um work on ur wordplay and then get your vocab up because u got ur struc on lock down so jus work on those things and you should spit some hot shit, hit my open mic up "cruelty" iite -1-

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