Here I GoA Poem by 7h3fr34kFirst rap.
Here I go… Yeah Here I go Once again One more time See if I Can break this rhyme With some reason One more crime Just a treason Know that I’m Not a monster Just a mime Crazy trickster Fool my mind And stop this grind The grate design Will see me blind And what I find May be unkind So let’s rewind Begin again This story that won’t ever end Oohoh this story won’t end Spinnin in brutal f****n circles again A fix and a mend; a click and a send Pretend again and again I won’t f**k up and descend To these sick notes I’ve penned And these thoughts unspoken These cruel lies a token Promise again I have broken And with that broken token Now I’m slow n I’m poke’n And I’m lost n I’m chokin On this past I am cloaked in This unbeautiful post in This twisted life I have broke in And I’m telling ya Yellin ya This s**t just ain’t endin Eva Til my judgment is spoken Ya know there's somethin I been meanin to tell, you Late at night while I'm in bed horizontel, just Waitin for sleep like Jen's waitin for God I don't know what is right And I don't know what is wrong I just know I gotta fight And do this s**t til I'm gone I climb back up to this height And drop again like a bomb I'm still suffrin from fright But workin out like a charm Some parts of me are right But some of this is so wrong But just so ya know Me, I don’t let go So… Here I go Again Again One more try This is me As I confide In a friend When oh why Will the story end Will it die I’m doin great One more lie Will feed this hate Until I lie On broken glass Don’t see why time moves so fast Wish it’d wait Can’t keep up Left behind Lost in again This story that I wish would end Oohoh and until my life’s end I’ll be whirlin in sickenin circles again Searching for… A fix and a mend; a click and a send Pretend again and again I won’t f**k up and descend To these sick notes I’ve penned And these thoughts unspoken These cruel lies a token Promise again I have broken And with that broken token Now I’m slow n I’m poke’n And I’m lost n I’m chokin On this past I am cloaked in This unbeautiful post in This twisted life I have broke in And I’m telling ya Yellin ya This s**t just ain’t endin Eva Til my judgment is spoken God... why am I so broken?
© 2010 7h3fr34kAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on November 26, 2009 Last Updated on January 16, 2010 Author7h3fr34kFLAboutStop thinking and write. -7h3fr34k Insanity is the key, and I am the keyholder. more..Writing
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