D.O.A

Me, weaken at the core
Knees to the floor
like a whore
washing jesus's feet
this face once adored
no longer holds the key to my pounding chest
taken a set in the back of this place just to think
pouring more
made it clear
clear as the liquor I chased after more then a few too many beer's
rolled up swisher sweet
brought me clarity
oh sweet sweet sanity of mine is nice
not so nice it stops me in these tracks
back pack packed hoodie drawn too tightly tied
outrunning the midnight air
nonchalance my demeanor misunderstood I guess or they're blind cant see
my loyalty runs deep
deeper then the grove of these black shoes
use to the sight of blood
when ocean runs dry
big girls they say dont cry
true until unsure of who is not to be trusted
one rotten apple like rust to us
said it ruins the whole bunch
life's been forevermore bullshit
love has p0 better yet like the hands on a clock
laid inside a small room with toilet and a bust down sink
just to think nothing more i could I do
finally got sleep
awaiting on something I still can only wish for,
prayed to god to help me change guess that meant subtracting what i loved even more
maybe not good for my success maybe too good to be true i cant wait for shit to fall into my lap because u know that shit won't happen i take risk constantly
my head hurts most days but its nothing new unrecognizable is what is Metaphorphsising within me.
For now the outter apprecance dont match the heart of the beast inside compares to the inside and i cant explain guess im in a middle of a change
freedom is all that's left on my agenda of must get too's make it quick quicker if that was reality
me against the world or is it all in my head punching the walls for answers the feedback unkind
what will freedom be like if im constanly trapped in this box of hell
will it be missed because its all know i guess its not for me too know yet
see u when i get there or perphase when im under cement
my reality is nothing nice some have it worst so i see my blessings even if there cursed