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Dream Street


Kill me like criminal justice
Do you need help take a seat
When I die examine me
Have my blood flowing in the streets

I'm at my world's end the fountain takes the heat
I want to return my life but I lost the receipt
No more water no more rain in the jaws of defeat
A nightmare is being awake in someone else's dream

I've been dealing with this since half of 16
I got blood on my hands but I want to wipe slate clean
How can I turn this nightmare back into a dream
Demons are doing the dirty deed to make me scream
I love what I do but I continuously bleed

No one's inside my heart so what's the point to breathe
I always had a high self-esteem wolf packing lead
I punish myself just to feel complete I always cheat
But I'm in the clutches  I'm  burning  in  a streets dream

I guess Life Is Not What It Seems I can't believe
That I'm still here and family was chosen to leave
I wish the fountain was still open I need to  be seen
But every since my youth my insides scream

So what do I do now on this path of destruction
Jeremiah's puzzle is close to a erupting
I'm crying like the fountain for its  wishes
A Dream Street is burning  me senseless

How can I forget this I have no ounce of repentance

This is not working and I'm not talking about fitness

 Center  of  attention  I'm hell-bent on this
Question  remain do I have the fountains forgiveness

 

 

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Jthrasher

I won a contest called Young Authors in 4th grade and really inspired me to write poetry

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