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Inner Demons

I kinda woke up thinking what else is new.
Had a falling out losing my mind with my back to the walls.
Reaching this gift surged tried and hold onto it about to fall.
Probably best if it went this way I didn't have it all.
Voices in my head when I write.
Talking about how'd I go about this life.
Like man, you don't want this life I've slipped.
Defined myself when the time hits.
Wishin' there was a time skip.
So could pass all the drama.
Was five when I lost my father.
A rhyme when I develop purpose coulda stopped continuing onward.
Spoken so God burst shown me Crosses.
The sin I've crossed it.
The sinful ways when it cross in.
The times wish to say had dealt with these problems.
So went out speaking heard these inner demons.
So went out reaching what hurts was, the sinner's meaning.
My back to the wall feeling like I had nothing else.
Words only reason what's speaking in my mind atmospheric treason when the drums are out.
I'm a son wish to be father,
So could teach a son life at hold whatever proper.
To be a moment of prosper.
I signed a deal for peace and prosperity.
Later seen dark corners round the streets.
Ain't even knew if I was me.
Back then a time visually nothing seemed,
right for me.
Heavens I look up to.
Eternal culture belonging wisdom enwrapped to my soul-till the screams coming out ain't even know what I'm suppose to do.
Stuck to a gift plates on me like a Tattoo.
Demon a mislead thinkin' it's take control.
Ever dealt with a beauty-corrupted by magnificent failure what else am I have to know.
We got stripper clubs and, smoke dealings release air some tobacco.
I can't go back though.
We got, party lights and drunks wildin' allover the tables.
Loss when you took ya work placed it all away when hit for the bar.
Get-a-away escape ease n' stress man you let all that shit out.
Too much lust had you stuck which it made it harder to get out.
Bartender seat, couple drinks, yah see you tryna relax now.
More drinks to sip try wiping memories away.
Been hated so you made that place your way.
Ladies doing what they doing cuz can't seem get another job.
Mind's been blacker than black rose ain't even think about the cause.
Dark sky with a gray moonlight.
Drinking your way half-time can't even think what else to do right.
Coulda sit back party your self out of things till you can't anymore.
Too much shit is going on mighta feel dead still alive reason why ain't able go the morgue.
Outta control atmosphere a new world.
There's a gateway let it open so might find what ya looking for.
Just to see triangular eyes staring down.
Took the wrong trail now I gotta escape where I'm going, wow.
Written by LyricLee
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