Daily Burdens.

I sometimes hate the road,
I'm walking on.
As human I have penetrated a lot of sin.
I fight demons I don't see.
Sometimes I drown in my own worries.

I need help,
But I don't have the energy to seek.
My soul is not free,
It's very hard to explain what I feel,
And the things my mind thinks.

I mostly have this huge need,
But my heart fears it.
My soul carries two dangerous siblings,
Pain,sorrow and tears is all they bring.
I wish you could hear the anger and pain my heart sings.

There is a time I feel my soul dying,
My soul is tired of trying.
The heart is tired of crying.
Sometimes I regret living.
You can't see all this without first digging.

Boy From The Hood.