mea_ultima_verba

I'M SICK!
But I think you know that already,

i dont need a doctor  let me explain
this world is disrespect. the hate inside the hearts of men keeps you all blind.
these are my parting words. these are my last entries
i am the beginning of the end the end of beginning
be weary my last poem is actually a suicide note.

this isn't your typical cry for help.
but if i drag myself out of hell

will i be safe from myself..
i killed the one i said i loveyou too....
kidnapped and tortured 17 hours of wondering when they would kill me..


my training  than struck. I disarmed one gang member and shot point blank
1 body down
my love shot me as i ran...lyrical bullets I mean I actually [ __ ] kill  him squeeze the trigger and Pull It blood Splat  

my Rhymes are flowing days later as he hid

than killed himself to avoid jail. i dated a serial killer.....that's only one of my 18 hells I've escaped

I'm tired.... so either find a way to save me from myself or plz remember my final words as a testament of my living hell and my fight to sleep without memories

I'm mentally  ill I'm feeling i cant be fixed


so never test me i 'm ready to crash my car