A million stars may seem the same.
whatever i feel is still the pain.
destitute though i might seem,
unfit for this world is what is deemed.
bitches come,and mommas go.
but deep within i feel the flow.
A hangover from the last night,
what is to become of my plight.
tears of joy,that lead to misery.
a cry for a saviour that screams eternity.
to update the status that none know of,
i knew all along that everything was lost.
planks used once are later thrown,
an entity to all that is not shown.
i'll bet my life that it is true,
u'll come crying to me till u turn blue.
an idea i had is thoroughly not burning,
like a flame i had in mournful yearning.
breeders of hate,had no scrutiny.
over what i feel is MY DESTINY!
a cup thrown on e floor,
like a granny's stroll across the door.
pass e madness of it all,
my life seems to go at a bloody crawl.
laughters might deceive the tears,
but deeper than a needle can a woman not pierce?
pardon my sins and forgive my doubts.
i wish it were as simple as a cloud.
drinking though might calm my mind,
a personal grudge grown from within a twine.
a skunk that stinks is all that abuses,
nature's creation is now left for stooges.
a picture speaks a thousand words.
blossomed within is nothing but hurt.