Dark Eyes

i cant help it that i have Dark eyes I used to be alone, with no-body to talk to. bcuz i Kept everything inside to myself in the archives. Had alot to work through. even though I was so tired & then some then some friends, they only stook around for only ah little while. but eventually soon they stopped caring so They took away all the smiles. I spoke to my parents every once, in awhile told them I was strugga-lin. But they said maybe son youre just down on your luck ah bit but fuck that shit I can feel my troub-les doub-ling. now seeing the red again I had to talk to a counselor, it was hard to open up, but when you work to get the doors 2 open up, its hard for them to get em shut. they told me to be patient, & that "things get better over time" they even said I was broken and I've gone beyound way past my prime. and The priest said I was a very young guy quite kind kind of ah kind of ah kinda young guy, my parents at times sat and cried, every time i tried to end this life i submit to commit suicide my friends said they dont know why but they should've noticed it in through the due time but dont know why i said well hell maybe they should've tried. bc i damn sho did , time after time after time Even when there' was people there, it gets hard for us to realize, because when youre there in your darkest place, through your face you only see through lonely eyes. so p.s. whenever youre ah mess make sure you remember this If youre struggling too please try ya best 2 reach out. even to all the ones thats struggling too in these struggling times make sure that you're / there for them too Many a door,/ many a door/ Along the watchtower's corr-idor- A sym-bol meant to wel-come – 2 all who may come afar/ That’s what they’re there for. Rows of doors, floors & floors upon floors– Sometimes a thief they lure. Nobody even asks you how you’ve been any -more- any more– They just close their door. i am my Own En-e-my I have glass shards stuck in-my-feet. Every time I tried to reflect i threw the mirror down beneath. It struck the floor and bounced back & cracked into a jagged piece. jagged edge Penetrating fleece leaving me to bleed. Ever so lightly it came, soaking through to show, all its leaky Redness that bled red til almost gone, the story now is clearly shown. That i was phasing from ah phase then of what I had become. Ah monster in my own eyes that I / had tried /to shun for a long time/ But it somehow / stayed/ in ah cave/ that i/ dug/ deep down in the grounds / of who i/ was/ that was darker than ah coal mine yo real talk there was no shine just gloom and glum in-the-past-that- I've held/cap-tive. -now-that's-that- -thats-a-rap- -now-that-i am-done- now pass the blunt & press play- its another one another one dont hate its the one take masterz boi