lost it

Blood money and government conspiracy's genocide massive killings inside , secrets everywhere there's no place to hide , twin towers there's no plane in sight , adrenaline rush hush before I start to cut , behind doors sealed shut , conversions are whispered theres no clues to find fuck , tonight , I fought for my life didnt stop til there was gore ,sickest murder you could call it horror , exactly as I pictured it he was laying in a puddle of his own blood ,what have I done?there's no where to run, buried the truth with lies , sent sattelights in the sky , soon the devil will rise , there will be no lights tonight ,conversions are being tapped , listening to coded messages in sick and twisted raps , what could I do we are just a slave in this fucked up society , trying to leave the past behind me but revenge and hatred fill up inside me , I don't give a fuck i tried to say it kindly , I just hurt everyone especially my family , got a lot of problems in this world , I've became an enemy , its a shame I don't need the fame to move forward , fuck this world its just filling up with players and whores , everyones on there grind trying to make money will soon realize all they really needed was there family , now just give it time there's no way you can press rewind to go back into time ...

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Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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