I constantly cry wishing I’ve died been shot down or killed in a homicide
because I can not take the hand I was dealt my feelings rearrange as if I’ve
never felt

But sometimes I wonder why can’t I help my self and live a better life, but
then it comes back and I realize I’m trapped in a solitary cell called hell


All alone I dare to speak the words that have been given to me through tong
and cheek, but my heart can not take this as I whisper through my trembling
lips I am insecure and trapped caught in my own mind thinking of words to
say to prevent my time away in a different day

A constant slay of thieving words through my brain as I tremble to take the
knife placed in my way I grab it with all rage and swing from left to right
hoping to catch site of a deranged mind in clear site as they shin the light
bright I peer in to it’s radiant glow shown through an open meadow a widow
standing there I do see she points her finger to a place does she dare lie

If all is true she points to my doom to banish from this earth with no last
words a broken heart takes toll to live and die alone

I constantly cry wishing I’ve died been shot down or killed in a homicide


 
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