Funny weather           Written by sicx

And I'm thinking about the knife again
backs stabbed by so many fucked up friends
will I ever write again?
feeling like I'm losing faith
gambled to much on my own fucked up mind state
got me wanting to erase
will I evade?
people already make me feel like a horrible poet
no one will ever feel these lines I know it
But just like a clogged up nasal I have to blow it
-I don't see the sun shine no more
feeling like darkness is more
and the blood is leaking up the floors
body's being burned in the witches palace
feeling like my brains rotting because of the havok
isn't it easy to tell I'm depressed
make the walls around me catch my bloody mess
I wish I could come back to the days
where everything was okay
but how life deals is how life plays
now its time for external razor blades
I can't wait to leave this earth
and forget this poetry curse
It hurts to know
I give everything I got and still no one shows
any love but its okay different styles different minds
im like a blind brown recluse living in a incoherent time
I wish someone else had this gift
because I about had this shit
I wish I never met the people I met
I wish my walls would get wet




Awesome work sicx... Ty for this