don't tell me you feel like committing suicide
sorry I can't sympathize you don't want your
life you don't know what death looks like
I saw a picture before crawling around on
the floor didn't want to live no more Shelly
called the police they were knocking at door
too late I'm trying to get to heavens gate
to live is to fight I cry every night no lie
if you don't like your life you can take flight
don't know where you'd land no doubt
you'll find out in the end people tend
not to believe what they don't understand
I'm still venting about all past lives and
reinventing every night I commit suicide
with a pen in hand. turning font red
for the number of times I've bled
penetrating deeply tasting my tears coz
their salty covers over my face coz they
saw me bout to cut my wrist at the ripe
age of seven I wanted to walk around
heaven I wanted the right to choose
too many rules vacation bible school
potato chips hot dog lukewarm
red kool aid it just wasn't cool
" do you know why Jesus took those nails
do you want to go to hell don't you want
to live to have some kids"
"well if I did I would've slit my wrist" B*tch
I'm only 12 I seen to much sh*t
grampus a goat I think Grammies a witch.
mama shouts and speaks in tongue
I knew she worshiped Satan though I
was young she trying to keep her man
with the bible in her hand. knife under
my pillow hid the gun ready for war
if they come I scribe how I cook
a whole lot of seasoning still here
must be for some kind of reasoning
bearing my soul so my soul won't be lost
folks are bold been told to sale my soul
been to the crossroad when I felt like giving
up and did not give a f*ck but for what
everything has a cost the price wasn't
high enough as if I have not cried enough
it's getting late for me honestly
I don't care about politics and idiotic
chaotic Trump logic it's enogh on my plate
and I ain't ate like I say it's getting late
but not late enough so I'm up writing stuff
like I don't want to lose my mama but
if I out live her I will if so truthfully
I don't know what I'd do I used to
scream I hate you but I love you
I never could open up to her to express
myself but I know she'll be the last one
to go without a will and l will be left
with nothing sep't how I feel publicly
published on Poetry Vibe you can think
I'm just a wasting time but it keeps me alive
so I can avoid being hauled off to homicide
go ahead and laugh this is my GOTDAMN!
story and it ain't even half. my soul susceptible
I give it away for free no fee everything
must go so I'll be sitting on empty when I go
The Immortal Wize
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