How many times have I been here? One step forward, three steps back In my confusion, I’ve lost track Dragged further and further into the black The shadows have claws, they dig into my skin Biting at my flesh, sinking their teeth in My tenacity is wearing thin Will I ever escape the darkness within? This cycle began before my prime Should I let the rot consume me one last time? Shall this be my final rhyme? No, I just nee...
This is not a happy one, or even a thoughtful one, this is me opening up and exposing the truth and the pain and I am not going to be thinking at all while writing this... if I do, I will not be able to write it. It is all from the heart. *** I don't even remember most of seventh or eighth grade. Supposedly, my middle school was hell anyway so I wouldn't want to, but I don't remember the stuff at home either. I blocked a...
