Pills

Work in progress ❌ 8 hours in the same place tryna get in my head space in my heart is a hole my soul a void a closed space family don't never gave a shit can't find peace so I'm running at my own pace sad in the day but fly at night wanna die but hold on to life tight not a healthy way to live but we living still so I hit the high it's that drugs that got me held capitive like I'm an addict, this pills ain't good but got me living and moving, I'm not proud but this high this high got me chasing cutting my friend circle friends turn enemies it's a cycle on a fast lane no bicycle ain't that odd my soul's cold never ever selling my soul you'll stop trying it's getting old ain't no jewelries on my neck but check my soul now that's gold got thinking when I'm growing old when I've got kids by my side if I haven't committed suicide maybe by god's special design i decide to stay and reside when i look back at the past not as a pest but realised it was the best yeah best friends real happiness now a world of Facebook and Pinterest I've lost interest and I'm not impressed i won't be addicted no more the only pills are medication but then theres the ring and the kids that life bring and as death lingers from a mile I'll smile... smiles goddmaned