You don't know meA Poem by TheAimlessWandererA Rap So Rap itYOU DON'T KNOW ME you don't know how much it hurts dragging my cut filled body out through the dirt out through the grave "YOU DON'T KNOW ME" you can hear my words but can you feel my curse ? in every line and verse ? "YOU DON'T KNOW ME" but everybody seems to think they do just like you YOU DON'T KNOW ME but we all seem to think we do my words are like vipers spitting venom a virus method corrupt left untouched most vultures would die trying to cough it up let it spew out melt the foundation of the know because this is not all i have to show your just seeing the surface of my corpse one line in my virus code the method i use to be known these lyrics aren't skin deep the inner workings of a toxic sage every line every page soaked deeply with my infinite rage and sadness unending and fears that just won't go away a passion for life that never stays SO YOU DON'T KNOW ME the reason why it hurts the reason why i drag myself through this dirt why i let myself get infinitely hurt speak your truth let it be known through all words i have shone let the virus slither, borough release all your pain and worries onto me because their all my scar filled eyes can see and i am here for you because you are here for me another attempt to brave the sea faltered by the sound of my own heartbeat this toxic blood pumping through my veins making me catatonic another journey cut short another line to write in my virus code what is left to be shown another layer of skin buried deep in the dirt burned scorched unrecognizable from the sand and ashes dripping in my hour glass no class just shattered glass cutting and infecting those who pick up the pieces SO YOU Don't Know Me what is behind every line and verse and this balloon called my sanity waiting burst under the weight of my curse it's the end of this verse SOMEBODY BRING THE HEARSE !!
© 2016 TheAimlessWanderer
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StatsAuthorTheAimlessWandererBritish Columbia, CanadaAbouti wish it was more clear who i am even to me it seems dim and held together by words that struggle from within the line is much to thin it is crossing over it is crossing over there no space between m.. more..Writing
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