My Grave

Ever since i climbed out been running from a ghost thats everywhere bet there aint no going back East Side Gasp after gasp unknowingly digging my grave fast with a smile thats nothing more than a mask subconsciously committing suicide daily one pill at a time coated by the lustful taste of the thot of the moment drowned the pain buried inside thinking the only way heal was to deal rapidly killing the ability to feel aint know where i was going to lay my head or get my next meal it was ok as long as i had a pill internally ill bleeding out everywhere Ill stop tomorrow yet every day was today and tomorrow never came every day was the same surrounded by people who aint know more than my name Only one that could or would save me is me best part of hitting the bottom only one way to go thats up luck is just a consequence of your choices changed my choices changed my luck many saw but blindy saw as i climbed out my own grave no matter where i run weather i hide under the moon or the sun ever since i climbed out the grave i put muself im haunted by a ghost thats everywhere