Fated
I was suffering while they manned all the guns. Hell was raining from the sky as if it was satan come from heaven himself They were aiming for annihilation. Full frontal attack from trouble, conflicts, problems, and adversity. All four they teamed up together to wage war. Aggressively they combatted my mindset, my emotions, my life, my soul, my mentality. Going even as far to attack the vitality of youthful physique. Still I never surrendered never overtaken I didn't halt never could I stop. How did I make it? How do I still take the all these blows with the appearance of a nonchalant stride? I prefer going with the flow. Riding the waves not even a tsunami can stop me. Can't your eyes see clearly and if not let them hear me clearly. I was throwing drugs in this pipe like it was the origin of my life . It's been dear to me as of late but I'm fated for better....