Shakey lately

Start with the breath, Shaky lately, it changed with the stains a painting formed on my chest came leaking, sneaking black bubbling death It foamed up towards the roof of my vest, Cough is hoarse excuse me my poorly conveying the truth I confess that maybe I've trained my brain to ignore the distress culminating the gruesome express Eyesight now, and my Eye's feel numb Two flocks fly in the light of the sun, side by side in a sign like a gun that stops my stride in time with the young, I wonder why and who had time to train these geese to write fuckin W's alright, soon it fades from mind a two days wait until it's time to light up the night blunt try somma my cut the line trust is high up sigh at thoughts thought in my mind fuzz fought climb up bought thine scuffle what fucking geese fly in V's I'm blind cuz. Minds in circles my muscles in decay my brain can't keep track of the fuckin days I'd buy the parcel from hovels of dismay trade for ants to keep mortality at bay I'm afraid I wished for death too often, it waits till I'm content to grant it's bubbles while I'm coughin. I spend days in a room The impression of a tomb like a coffin or whatever you call it or a casket tisk and ah task in a basket don't task it and dont ask shit if ya ask me just dont add me sadly its all too sad to see i blow leaves like master chief No one ever talks No one ever calls I keep staring at these walls and in the moment I just pause I’ve got to crawl before I walk but in my mind I start to shelter all my thoughts into an 8ball Wish that I could make it but if I don’t I don’t hate y’all Somethings gonna break soon Talking to myself inside a break room where music is my outlet Plugin all these holes inside my chest like it’s an outlet Wont let my flame die or be out lit Everyone’s different I still wear the same outfits Too lazy to be out fit At least if I don’t make it I’ll be out lived Cherish what I have until the storm bears an outage Out-aged with no fear to climb up a mountain So high but I still remain grounded Collect rocks till I feel like I’ve amounted Can’t see what I’m heading towards To ward the light from my darkness I need a sword Never had a lot of money I was always poor I know there’s people in this crowd with the tears that I poured Like one day I’ll go on tour with broken promise that I couldn’t afford in a broken down car that resembles a ford I go to battle with myself but I’m still Losing the war On what planet do I meet my accord Tie the noose around my neck All it needs is a cord I’m sorry I can’t make you happy I’m still sad when I’m laughing