Dear Bully and My Emotions
into an eternal abyss that no one even knows
how far will it take me? how far will i go?
ill let my astral body flow
and let my third eye start to show
he’s coming for me i can’t even take it
my body and mind are surely being split
will my soul even come back and will it even fit?
im still falling in this dark hole i call the devil’s pit
taken for granted i didn’t know he would be so evil
the vibe i get is surely medieval
i look at him in the eye and yell at his altered ego
i tell myself, what am i doing, is it even legal?
i entered the house in which a witch stood upon a chair
she had come back from the dead with long black hair
she told me once to take care
but before she left i wished her magic she would share
i’m never believing in faith and hope again for he destroyed my body
he isn’t even worthy to me, why does he act so godly
if i were to die i’d tell him to leave like i wouldn’t have told anybody
striking my pose and fierce ambition will get my recognition that im somebody
the distance is long in the hallway of tears
im seeing something shine at the end, it seems like a hall of mirrors
my reflection starts to show me all my fears
from the fronts, the sides, and even the rears
i stand tall and remain as i contemplate on astral projection
but i am kind of afraid of eternal rejection
although it’s something that must be an acception
no way in eternity i’ll be living in redemption
i flick my finger not once but twice and show him who is boss
i tell him look at what you’ve done, it’s surely your loss
i’m sure i got the point across
but surely i will make your speech pause
I told myself be gentle, but react when necessary
i just want what’s not so scary
maybe being scared isn’t all that scary
at least it’s better than being very wary
he never showed me light, but rather a dark darker than black
he told me to stand tall, but instead I fought back
i wondered where i went,
i always caught myself saying “i wish i had me back”
Realize the mistakes that often occur
When you make my emotions so crazily stir
But maybe not to you, but to myself, im sure
if there’s one thing i ask it’s to please me by giving me levitation
i’ll tell you one thing, it’s better than a simple meditation
i want to be a light, so i may cause radiation
a radiation so bright that it would need mediation
think about what he did
come back to me when you’re done being hid
im not a kid
i end this rhyme , with a farwell Forbid