Temperature rising, balls in throat.
It seems as though your mind has sailed away on a boat.
Blood rising through your veins.
Not knowing who to blame,
All you know is that your life is in flames.
Flaming so bright, you can see it at night.
Its not an emotion its a feeling.
A feeling I get that needs healing.
Ready to hit anyone in sight.
Ready to hit anyone "I just might".
This life we live is really hell.
Regathering my thoughts to stay out of jail.
Who really know what it means to "hate".
I better correct this before its to late.
Inhumane thoughts stuffed inside me ready to bust.
I keep repeating the phrase "In God I trust".
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