Im trying to lay down scriptures but there's no wise men in sight,
Only me and my pen that seems about right.
Past scars hurt everytime it rains and I can smell the storm rollin in,
Funny how rain and pain effects even dead skin.
I wish I had a friend to tell me that I'll be okay,
But then again I'm selfish their words wouldn't get through anyway.
₮personal verse, for just me and her₮
Here alone, no one has been shown, just what I have in my heart.
Except for her she was my salvation a new beginning, my great fresh start.
But then again things always change, and just like my fragile mental state its constantly in rearrange.
I applied today for retirement, but lonliness is a hard boss to please,
Take away my sick days, 401k, leave me with this disease handed to me through heredity.
Im disturbed but misunderstood,
Head full of evil but my hearts all good.
Wishing for change but resistant all the while.
Pardon my missing teeth, wonder why I don't smile.
Maybe if I took a minute to clean out my closet I could find a place to hide, I used to have my mind but its too full inside, so time I abide, coincide,but no longer deny, or defy but survive.
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