It's like.. they only look to see what they can take from me . that's all I am, it's like this is what they make of me, doesn't feel too good feeling useless, I know you know that's what the truth is. so go ahead pull the damn trigger, take anothers life, if it makes you feel bigger. god forgive us all this big world of sinners, when filled with hate things fall apart slim chances of survival grows thinner fuck the ones who make it unfair to make the inequality of more figures it doesn't seem to stop mostly why my hatred of racism is bigger "It's Like".. survival of the fittest, and an eye for an eye. ITS LIKE.. everytime I try I fall hard, but not hard enough to die, it's bad to imagine my arms open wide to fly suicide, the devil's will lie to you, and say that you ate not worth Shit, I been there, believe it, it's this I know for certain, but yoiubcsm also ignore the obvious bullshit and maybe gain a motto that works if you work it,a message much heard, sadly few listened, we have things in common, disease ridden addiction, and people are locked up, out there starving, why am I bitchin, so..its like...just "fuck it" just another day, roll the pipe that's my life, where am I? I'm hard to find, I hear you knock behind the blinds, if I make it out one-day then find, the good ol'frends I left behind, can't travel back, I can't rewind, my fault I'm here no-one but mine, not much felt, but qustions why! I've chosen not the path that's right!,if I ever do and those friends I find, my open wounds become scars in time...but still feel like I'm in hell and so alone , in a. unmarked grave throw my body throw my bones ,well and alive thrives my addiction on top of its throne , together us army of addicts face our battle alone .I've had enough of this worlds hate .God make me disappear without a trace, its just my life with no grace , that damn question why! God put me next to you where you reside in the blue skies !ITS LIKE evertime I try , I get beat down til I cry ,what's mt reason here ? what's the meaning of life ? it sucks to admit , but I know it's got me , it's like every breath I take is just time killing me softly , another OD again for me, from the fuckin hospital I go, from where by just only my signature sets me free . back free to this strange life where he hid brought me. my wish answered at last as I let go of all my hatred and unclench my fists with peace .my God the true face of evil I see and it ain't fair . to live in torment you've not the will to escape .this previous life tooken for granted and realized too late . for the devil's hatred of us all he handles like an art , he put live in his plans ,plans to drive us all apart .that's what hevtrhives on his bekovef work of art. devil I rebuke you and try to strive towards ba new start . it's a new path to carve . removef are the chains that bind. survival over death ,the equation of a twisted mind. used to be me everyday all day ,for you to find.with only me plus my drugs , nicotine,the combined . the horrible reality . of us all using drugs to numb the pain inside.feeling so cheated ,so defeated . everyday was fucked as one another was mistreated ,day in day out ,on and on and the some ,and then was repeated .always out for ourselves ,the everyday chase cheat lie steal to.only to forget a few hours of pain this one error casing terror of a somewhat normal family gone insane. am I responsible child all grown up ,but I don't play , it was and still is war in my house ,yelling and screaming drama which I hate ,

© Richard Baron pendley