I been livin one day at a time, watchin life subside.
With all this hatred and crime.
with people just tryin to survive.
But it seems lately every time I think.
every time I drink.
another one dies before I can blink.
cousin killed in iraq, imagine that.
never will get to hear his son call him dad.
it's a shame and it's too bad but thats how life goes as a matter of fact.
lost my best friend few days after that.
he had the heart the size of the equator.
too bad he crashed cause I remember our last words were "see ya lata".
but I never knew lata woulda been when im dead.
if i could I would of said much more than I did.
woulda said he was more to me like a brother.
No blood relation just friendship with each other.
Now I try to survive as time goes on.
thinkin of all the things I should live for.
with all the opportunities I have and more.
but its so hard to go on when I just lost a friend.
days get worse like it just happened again.
cant think straight, keep switchin my mood.
happy.
sad.
glad.
or with an attitude.
So pardon me if I been rude.
wish i coulda prepared for what im goin through.
and I know other people have had it twice as bad, but is that really true?
what really is the worst pain?
cause every day I get close as a microscope from goin insane.
How does it feel to lose a lot compared to just one.
they say it's quality not quantity.
but does that really apply to everything and everyone?
and everyday I feel im under the gun.
gettin pushed and stepped on.
tryin to get on with my life messed up as it is.
Wishin I could go back to when I was a kid.
life looked so much simpler then what it did. |
Submission Name: What is this pain
