A Storyline Topical...peep.



To Whom This May Concern


Feel like cutting my wrist, I don't fucking a exist to them
I'm enlisted, hitting my fists and keeping my lips in rum
and what's this to come? living my life daring?
picking up knives, drinking and hitting my wife karen?
That's just what this lifes bearing..more pain and more misery
fore me to rebel living in hell has been my history
and yea I get knocked up sticking my cock and hot slut
and thought I cannot get caught but as soon she walked up
I heard the door knob and quickly jumped off to see her
gasp holding her hand to her head like having a fever
The Mistress I was with jumped out of the bed quickly
Threw her purse over her left shoulder like I'm taking this bread with me
Man, that was the night my wife lost her trust for me
Which only built up my depression and agression with cuts to thee
fore arm, I could only silence the pain with more harm
Blood leaving my pores in my skin, feeling the swords charm
as the tip the blade trickled away the anxiety which flickered in swayed
my thoughts just to triple decay quicker than any liquor can stay
enriched in my veins, I feel nausea whenever I walk in a room
Knowing that 4 wall sanctuary will become a hospital soon
But i hate pills, It takes a toll on my motor skills a great deal
And all I want to do is come to terms with the fact that my fates sealed
By why do these doctors and nurses think they can stop the emotions
in the hospital hoping they'll turn me in whenever my thoughts are provoking?
It's not like cancer or aids where a machine can turn it away
it's a permanent plague that eats away at my determined display
and I'll yearn it today, tomorrow or any day that passes on
and it'll last as long as the love had for a classic song
I wanna die! don't you get it? is it registering?
I'm forever cursing and I don't believe in the life of a better person
karen is gone, and now I don't believe in what was there all along
ever since I slipped the ring on the platform I planned to marry her on...
so this is my last say, goodbye to the past play
and don't mind the smoke coming from the cigerette in the astray...



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