an impending doom came true
I didn't feel quite right that day, something was off. It wasnt just my typical anxiety,. We both said fuck our sobreity. Except when he got high that was his last time. Im a little traumatized i cant even lie. Im just tryna get by. Im clean again and im payin for my sins. I feel like this is my punishment. Because im far from innocent. But whos to blame in this petrified lie that we call life. You can never end the strife because i was once his wife and now im just a widow, feelin like a weeping willow. And all i got left of him is some shirts and a pillow. That's the closest thing to a hug I'll ever get. It makes me feel kinda sick. But one day my life will come to and end too. So i try to stay away from the fun and games. I dont wanna make new friends. Cause everything always comes to an end. And I've dealt with enough loss for a century. It's left me quite weary. My life is nothing but dreary. And i got a new theory: im being punished once and for all. But im strong enough that i wont fall. And if i do I'll get up again. Im not finished. I plan to win. But that day i had sinned. And now im dealing with the consequences. And as my fist clenches i blame myself once again. I hurt him over and over. Now its my turn to feel his pain. But im not sure what anyone will gain. Just gried and sorrow for days to come. I really thought that he was the one.... I loved him like no other. And i cant prove that anymore. As the tide hits the shore i hope to be drowned at sea. Because you see, he was my best friend. And he gave me a reason. Not only did he let me cry but he also asked me why. Hugging me and pulling me in closer. Let me off this damn rollar coaster. Im tired of the ride. I keep thinking that i want to die. But thats not the answer right? I gotta move forward and stride towards my goals. And now i have the insight and tools. I made it this far but what now? When does that void get filled? All my sorrows got spilled because they're overflowing with no where to go. You gotta take it slow. It's gonna hurt for a while. And you cant rush the healing process. And i got a lot i need to confess. But he knows what i wanna say. And todays just not the day. But sometime soon I'll continye to pray cause lately I've Begun to stray. Im out of hope and energy but it isn't out of blasphemy. Im just done trying cause no matter what i choose to do... It still feels like im dying. My chest hurts and my heart aches. I feel so out of place. And to think the last time I'll see him was at his wake.... I break down and cry every time for goodness sake. Theres just so much pain. And i know all my complaining is kinda lame. But im sorry. Im just not the same....
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I didn't feel quite right that day, something was off. It wasnt just my typical anxiety,. We both said fuck our sobreity. Except when he got high that was his last time. Im a little traumatized i cant even lie. Im just tryna get by. Im clean again and im payin for my sins. I feel like this is my punishment. Because im far from innocent. But whos to blame in this petrified lie that we call life. You can never end the strife because i was once his wife and now im just a widow, feelin like a weeping willow. And all i got left of him is some shirts and a pillow. That's the closest thing to a hug I'll ever get. It makes me feel kinda sick. But one day my life will come to and end too. So i try to stay away from the fun and games. I dont wanna make new friends. Cause everything always comes to an end. And I've dealt with enough loss for a century. It's left me quite weary. My life is nothing but dreary. And i got a new theory: im being punished once and for all. But im strong enough that i wont fall. And if i do I'll get up again. Im not finished. I plan to win. But that day i had sinned. And now im dealing with the consequences. And as my fist clenches i blame myself once again. I hurt him over and over. Now its my turn to feel his pain. But im not sure what anyone will gain. Just gried and sorrow for days to come. I really thought that he was the one.... I loved him like no other. And i cant prove that anymore. As the tide hits the shore i hope to be drowned at sea. Because you see, he was my best friend. And he gave me a reason. Not only did he let me cry but he also asked me why. Hugging me and pulling me in closer. Let me off this damn rollar coaster. Im tired of the ride. I keep thinking that i want to die. But thats not the answer right? I gotta move forward and stride towards my goals. And now i have the insight and tools. I made it this far but what now? When does that void get filled? All my sorrows got spilled because they're overflowing with no where to go. You gotta take it slow. It's gonna hurt for a while. And you cant rush the healing process. And i got a lot i need to confess. But he knows what i wanna say. And todays just not the day. But sometime soon I'll continye to pray cause lately I've Begun to stray. Im out of hope and energy but it isn't out of blasphemy. Im just done trying cause no matter what i choose to do... It still feels like im dying. My chest hurts and my heart aches. I feel so out of place. And to think the last time I'll see him was at his wake.... I break down and cry every time for goodness sake. Theres just so much pain. And i know all my complaining is kinda lame. But im sorry. Im just not the same....
i just put a beat so it's not boring haha. but thank you homie. i just write really long poems no one takes the time to read this is my outlet for the pain. not trying to impress anyone but myself i guess
I think u could've left the beat out of this imho💯 work on how u want to deliver it without being held to the cadence of the beat💯
@StackedDice i have a lot of work to do. thank you!!
Lyrics were dope but practice makes perfect 😊
@killakays yea i really have to start takin it more seriously than i do i just am so apathetic i just dont give af
work on delivery a bit. read your bars more before rapping. helps to bea able to change flows up
i do got a lot of.work to do. comgrats on ur 6 months by the way @STORM_SURGE
baby girl the whole making your own beats thing that really can wait I still don't make my own beat so let's just work on the the rest
@STORM_SURGE i lack in my flow and rhythm. need to.practice more before i upload. and i need to start making my own beats.
I could coach you you're actually pretty good there's just a few things you need to do
so sorry for your loss baby girl
that beats dope.... yo seriously I love the message I'm a recovering addict 6 months today
i feel like this is all i write about
nice lyrics👌