I find myself lost in the jist of it all
Internal rage brakes away most the bricks of the wall
I'm insane from the pain that has torn up may life
I feel grief, I fell stress, and an uproar of spite
But the hate within me
Isn't strong
Not enough
Watch me fight, watch me brawl
Skin the edge of robust
Yet I'm bold and strive
Open the eyes of the blind
Reach the brick of deranged
O how the craze intertwines
Push back, pay the toll
Smell the stench of demise
Let smacks wake your soul
Excersice where…
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Posted on January 15, 2010 at 12:50pm — 1 Comment