No friends, no family
I never had both,
An invisible substance consumed I choke.
How can something so overrated be poisonous to the veins?,
deceiving to the brain,
unlocking evil to withstand.
No caring about anything
nothing at all,
Too much of bullshit
wounds are pierced so I fall.
Are they trials & tribulations?
no not so,
too many levels to pass
too much weakens my soul.
Cheat codes I wish there was easy ways out,
from this dry rain 18 years dying in droughts.
No trees just sand, no sand just cracks,
no plans just rules and laws to act.
Thats why some tell you to think twice before you settle down,
either you wither or agree to be bound.
So much things of sorrow tattooed apon my chest,