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Ghostface 40
Ima ghost Ima ghost wit a lack of care & hostedly known by dispair yearning to be free & get out but I've lost my voice to scream & shout there's not a soul not a soul that share my goal so dha more hoops I jump thru sadly hoping from one that I catch fire but unfortunately I'm a survivor be a tho I'm direly tired of self hanging from a thin wire on life lost in a endless repeating course where evil is good & has no remorse heavenly father you see that I'm trying I'm trying dying to be closer to you dying to be set free dying to pay my dues following the clues yet the fact remains I broken Broken BROKEN ever since I've awoken honoring that gift upon me you bestowed my my curse out of the gift it been told for it's not a soul not a soul that shares my views nor my goal I can't even borrow a tear to be shed but I sit here smiling masked to be glad please god I honestly don't know what to do what to do but pray and talk to you for no one understand but you no one can relate but you an irrelevant ghost yes lord truly that is me I'm trying I'm trying direly crying imortally dying alone alone as I have always been the climax of my story alone alone just me & my 40
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