Hit

Hit

A Poem by Zion

Spill all your guts

Trying to be superman

They say he's never going to have nothing

Can't hit the curve balls

Coming straight toward him

They beat him down

He has nothing to go on

No tred left on his shoes

Tearing out his heart

Left it back on the floor

Kicking it every time they had a chance

Kicking him while he's down

Do you believe him now

While he is laying in the floor without a pulse

Do you believe him now

Dead inside

No one cares

Bloodied hands from the ones

Who had hurt him

Can't seem to find the scars

That bound his soul to his body

Cant seem to get up now

Leaving this world behind

Were all dead inside

© 2012 Zion


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Added on March 17, 2012
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I love writing lyrics, most are dark and some are not. I love animals, my friends are family, and I am not easily known. more..

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