Getting into accidents in my mind fighting to realize that these illusions are just lies
Tempted to surpress memories of my friend suicide while focusing on the fact they still alive
We are all victoms of a raided apartment by the cops swarn to protect && serve us right
I dont know about you but my mine's becoming consumed by the night
Days that i wake up trying to figure out why i'm still breathing
I google my name && it says jozy the one savage human being who thoughts are like nucluar bombs able to destroy the whole universe
How could this be? Just look around && tell me how many young people you see (left)
Its like conceionse is grabbing me by the ankels while baltted plates on my lips prevent me from speaking freely amungst the people
I wish i had a bag of acid strips to take to the head so i could parrish these dreams of horror
There beating my soul worse than ike did tina
nuckels bleeding from punching the insultes alduts throw at me
My emotions are like viruses sometimes show no symptoms; hardly treatable; && if discovered too late they could be deadly
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