My soul is in danger, raging
filled with so much anger...
As I sit and reminisce, I now see I'm souless. .

Now how can I teach as a mother a souless soul trying to raise my daughter....

My soul is burning eternal flame damnation and shame, can you feel my pain?
The struggle to regain my foundation that the Lord 's has me tasting but showing me all the time that I've wasted ...
Burning my souless soul in this life of crime, waiting for my time to shine but if you lag you lose which path will you choose, right or wrong, weak or strong. when it's the Lord we all depend on. So you can give props to your set telling stories about people you've laid to rest.....
But deep in your heart you're scared to death, wearing a bullet proof vest for protection, but praising the Lord is the weapon i choose to use too find Clues to pay dues to fool's that thinks killing is cool...

well it's not! because you just lost your soul over that person
you just SHOT!!!!!



© Keniya Hill