Another black bloated body in the streets.
The world continues to turn as if nothing happened.
But my world no longer exists,
because my world is now six feet deep.
Their life taken because someone else couldn’t understand them
the pain never evaporates, it precipitates.
There been times that I thought I couldn't last for long.1
Where my heart stopped beating, but I kept feeling the pain.
Thinking this was nothing but a nightmare,
not knowing that the nightmare was my life.
Like a predator stalking its prey, the numbness sneaks in.
The pain makes me insane, because I can’t remember their name.
This feeling is overwhelming, making me vain.
So much pain, don’t know who to blame.
Me, myself, and I is all I find.
There been times that I thought I couldn't last.
Yet I’m proven wrong all along since I’m remaining strong;
Hold on to prolong my soul.
Hoping to one day be whole.
Looking to disarm my guard.
Continue to search for the pieces that were once unharmed.
Praying to see you again, while life unfolds.
There been times that I thought I couldn't last for long.
