This is an original poem of mine(used to be a rap song). I just want to scream my head off or slash the whole thing off – whichever works.
-killmenow-
Was there ever a time that you could do nothing but scream your lungs out?
Was there ever a time that you believed every single one of your doubts?
Did you ever get fed up by the bullshit that comes out of their mouth?
Have you already found that someone you could never live without?
Did you love him or her enough? Have you sworn to never look for another?
If you do, secure a ticket. There’s plenty of seats on this train of horror
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Join me as I watch the stars while we sit on the parking lot
I might just tell you my whole life story, I don’t mind if you care or not
Most likely not, but I will tell you anyway
Wait a minute, on second thought, maybe just not today
Baby, let me just find a way
I’ll hug and squeeze you tight, I won’t let go any day
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I’m just another writer, who has never spoken his heart out
No matter how much it hurts – no one will ever find out
Even on the day I draw my last breath, the day my heart stops
No one will never know, I trust nobody starting now
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I’ve literally been through hell and back again
If I take anymore of this shit, I feel I’ll go insane
I never knew myself neither, I never knew my own strength
I’ve released to much secrets from my mouth, help me go through with this pain
Let a thousand butterflies carry me to heaven
Hold my hand, don’t let go until I say so my dear brethren
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It may confuse you, what kind of message am I trying to convey?
It confuses me too, it’s probably my head mixing up what I really want to say
I’ll just tell you again someday, maybe tomorrow just not today
I’m tired of pretending to be someone I’m not
I’ve got so many personas that I might’ve just forgot
Who I really am, who I really want to be
But who cares, maybe someday I’ll finally smile and become “happy”
I’d rather become a travesty than live a life of tragedy
You think you know what I’ve been through, but I assure that you don’t know the half of me
I’m a fucking suicidal, if you want to, you could judge me
But never again will I care, never again will I think twice
It’s an instinct inside me that burns hotter than a thousand tongues of fire
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If you think you know f-13 then that is where you’re wrong
You haven’t even seen him talk, let alone see his face nor in person
But I ain’t mad at you if that’s what you’re thinking
I’m merely writing what’s on my mind, I don’t mean to offend anybody
I just want to speak some sense into myself
I’m merely asking for help
I don’t show anybody who I am inside
Like a waning moon, it rotates as it revolves as to show only one side
And like a waning moon, the lit side that I show fades with time
By the time it’s minimized to none, set all your fucking hopes aside
Even my own parents are too afraid to take a shovel and take a peep inside
It’s who I am, no one can ever know me to the core
It’s me, I’ll always be me. From the begining of infinity to the end of forevermore
-f-13-
PS: I don’t mean to hurt/offend anybody with this post. Like I said, I’m merely de-stressing myself. If there are people who connect with what I said… then congratulate yourselves – you people found something I haven’t.