metaphorical reality
cant see over these pines and peaks.. these blinds and sheets keep darkness and my mind at ease. cant sleep running out of sheep. I'm fine leave me to find my knees. I don't want anyone around got the devils eyes on me evil surrounding dreams. I can hear it. I can feel it in my chest drowning me. scream but there's no sound I weeze. I cant breathe. bubbles lifted to the surface getting further away just weight a waste of 200 pounds I sink. but just wait. im burning underwater on the ground at sea. fighting but the pressure just keeps pounding me compounding complications ontop of all the pain from lack of respirations pure desperation the shameand humiliation of these final thoughts I'd think. if it was my time. but I never give up you'd think I'd die this weak. it's time to fly this week. breaking chains of all my addictions afflictions right now it's divine in God's eyes I seek greatness. this lesson was just a reminder of who I'd be without a savior. writing these songs my version of a prayer. It's already done. all of our have already battles been won. it's at the cross with the blood. more than a sacrificial cattle this is the covenant of the Father the son. the holy spirit. thank you for anyone that hears this and believes. amen.
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cant see over these pines and peaks.. these blinds and sheets keep darkness and my mind at ease. cant sleep running out of sheep. I'm fine leave me to find my knees. I don't want anyone around got the devils eyes on me evil surrounding dreams. I can hear it. I can feel it in my chest drowning me. scream but there's no sound I weeze. I cant breathe. bubbles lifted to the surface getting further away just weight a waste of 200 pounds I sink. but just wait. im burning underwater on the ground at sea. fighting but the pressure just keeps pounding me compounding complications ontop of all the pain from lack of respirations pure desperation the shameand humiliation of these final thoughts I'd think. if it was my time. but I never give up you'd think I'd die this weak. it's time to fly this week. breaking chains of all my addictions afflictions right now it's divine in God's eyes I seek greatness. this lesson was just a reminder of who I'd be without a savior. writing these songs my version of a prayer. It's already done. all of our have already battles been won. it's at the cross with the blood. more than a sacrificial cattle this is the covenant of the Father the son. the holy spirit. thank you for anyone that hears this and believes. amen.
Can't hear you and I want to so pls work on that