eyes looking at THE CEILING

on my bed reMINISCING

clock IS TICKING

days go by but i feel ITS MINUTES

got THESE FEELINGS
DEEP WITHIN

cant be expressed with words to say ITS MEANINGS

this is my cage i feel ITS PRISON

slaved by the thoughts in MY HEAD

chained by the curse of MY FEARS

changed through the hurt and SILENCE

hate is the love that I GET

death all around FEAR GROWS QUICKLY

their voices are ECHOING DEEP

telling me to LET GO BELIEFS

to offer my DEAD SOUL RELIEF

then only to TEAR HOLES IN ME

laugh at my helpLESS COLD DEFEAT

i just cried and WEPT KNOWING ITS

futile to hide they keep EXPOSING ME

Dope. Keep working on them words bra.