Theres No Clue, Who Woulda Knew The LowDown On The Whole Scoup..
Swingin From My Minds Branches .... Lost Inside My Own, Mental Loop..
Chained To A Steel Chicken Coop, Handcuffed Up Waiting To Be Free..
But Whenever A Hero Would Arrive, The Devil Would Make Them Flee..
Stuck At Sea .... Of Emotions, Got Me Taking Knees On Moving Cement..
Thinking Of Home, A New Placed To Live, I Got WritersBlock For Rent..
Bullets Get Sent, Thru A Glass House .... They Are Peircing With Sound..
Bound To A Childs Knowledge, Blamed When An Abstrakt Worlds Found..
In Tears We Drown .... Panic Sets In, Until TugBoats Comes To Our Aid..
Prayed Not To See The Blade Worth So Much, Life Would Even Trade..
But We Stayed Strong, Laced Up Shoes And Ran Laps Around The Brain..
Until The Pain Evaporates .... And Mixed With All Of Heavens Blue Rain..

This was all right, but you were tryin to hard to make it rhyme (in my opinion). Just speak with your emotions, and the rhymes will come. Good piece.

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ya it was alright. good vocab n flow but dont base it all on rhyming. good poem man keep it up

please if ya can ya'll check out "the life of a child" or "my theory on life" thx peace out

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Though it did at times stick to rigidly to the rhyme scene...overall it was fairly powerful and descriptive, constructed well with a fairly smooth flow..

....so aye, i liked it...

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