Lost for life

     How to express yourself to yourself 


 Living life fake and wishing to be better 


 A mind were there is no control makes you think of the dark creeping inside 


Does the good really outweigh the bad


 Or does the demons attack and that’s the last of that


Trying to breath wishing your mother was here to preach .


 Thinking of god in the time of need


 Looking for a sign


Hoping to take a ride with your angels to lead you into the light 


 But instead cry alone at night having one angel keeping you alive 


 Man fuck this life I don’t have time to realize 

This poem is about: 
My family



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