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Flashback Feelings


No words can be spoken

When the very thing that keeps me sane is broken

These demons u have awoken

While I’m sitting here staring at knife

Wondering about my life

It is really worth saving

Because this blood I am craving

My life is over

The darkness is taking over

Depression texted me saying it's coming over

Might as well bring anxiety along

Don’t want it to feel like it don’t belong

My life is long gone

I’m trynna end this terror

I just gotta drag this knife down this blue vein river

My feelings can go from sweet to bitter

Death can be a sweet little critter

As im staring at these 13 scars

As my sadness slowly enlarge

 

Here take this piece as your prize

I am forever lost in lies

Did doing this to me help you feel good about you

And I don’t know what to do

The fog has taken over my life

And I can’t a find a way out

In this life I have had so many doubts

Done to me were so little rights

And hella wrongs

In my life every night

I have battles and fights

I don’t know if I can continue

My father and his friends have made me a venue

It’s as easy as choosing off a menu

 

I talked to my brother

Ion fuck with my mother

I hide all my problems through my smile

Behind my smile is pain longer than a 100 mile

You say you know, but you have no clue

With what I have been through

And what I’m still goin’ through

A few know the secret I have kept

And still its the silence that i repped.

Can someone please help me

Because i need to believe

That i am truly worth something

 
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