Dying to Live

Man, why does life got to be like this? 
Locking the car every time I cruise in the whip 
Quicker than Trayvon Martin got hit 
Swifter than Eric Garner got choked out in the streets by the pigs 
Late nights in the city, I'm losing my shit, I'm scared as shit 
Terrified for the safety of my damned future kids 
Because this world can be so cold, colder than a blizzard in the midst of a New York winter. 
People losing their lives for no fucking reason 
This world pisses on the misguided misfits, the youth 
And we glorify bullshit, while we shun our own fucking troops 
Protect and serve, live and learn, bridges burn 
We all got some demons 
We all soul-search for some meaning 
Feeling like you're missing something 
All you can do is break down crying 
You continue screaming but you're lost in the silence 
Why am I so nervous around those red and blue sirens? 
Your own your thoughts eats you alive 
Life is hard 
A day to day battle, fighting just to survive 
That's why people get high to balance out the lows 
Lost within their minds 
Trying to feel a void but trying to avoid feelings 
Nothing makes sense 
Dying to feel, itching to feel while the skin keeps peeling 
Sick to my fucking stomach 
Tightness in my chest 
I grief for these people dying too soon 
I need to catch my breath 
Have you ever felt depression? 
Like your soul is severed in a million pieces that you can't put back together 
A type of evil that will make you pray to a God you don't even believe in 
I know what it's like to feel useless, worthless, like you ain't shit 
Surfing unwanted days, striving for purpose 
I know what it's like to be suicidal 
Your own self can be your biggest rival 
I felt pain, discomfort, and misery 
This is a fucked up world, only the strong survive 
My inner strength and hope keeps me alive 
When you're feeling so alone and you can't get a fucking hug, feeling numb, feeling no love 
World collapsing around me 
The devil seems to always surround me 
Maybe one day I'll surmount this mountain of clouds 
Maybe one day I'll be free 
But for now 
I'm just dying to live 

This poem is about: 
Me
My country
Our world
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