Lyrical Slaps, Traps & Crap!
Straight from the womb, into a room
Life just begun and I was already doomed
Putting brown powder on a spoon,
Opiate tomb
Life ruined and cocooned, filled with gloom
Physically ok and foreseeing the day
above, in the sky a grey
Rain cloud began to loom
My life paid the way
For my stupid mistakes, half baked
From my heavy drug intake
First trait was, I was straight up filled with hate
Too late, I was bait
Heard the squeak of a sneaker
Grabbed by the creeper
It was the Grim Reaper
Life taker, soul keeper
Took my life with one swipe which diced,
Sliced me with his scythe
My mental anger, Ended!
Beheaded and befriended
To my new decapitation, no more frustration
Disorientated,feeling elated
No more hatred
A headless mutilation
Granted, as I was passed the plate
On it, a letter to decapitate. My fate
Stopped the feelings of hate and heads less weight
My mind overspilled out of the wound that made
A slice just above my shoulder blade
No longer will you hear me complain
The voices I contained have been drained
I was insane, now maimed
Self destruction and instructions
Claimed
I had Aliens instruct
They'd be to blame for my victims mutilated look
My mind was fucked, transmitters in my veins
In my ears,chest, legs and brain
Demanding
Commanding, a loss of understanding
Was this reality or a delusion?
Confused into confusion
Had I been subjected to an illusion
Abducted, Alien intrusion
Speaking of this put me in an institution
I hoped to awake with the solution
Mind split and polluted by pollution
Deciding and dividing
Truth from proof?
Mentally declining
Hiding in the life I had escaped
Too late, I was drowning in a lake
Big mistake as the lake was "The Lake of Despair"
I didn't care, losing air
Rather like "The Chair"
Tied down, instead I'll drowned
I had a dance
In a trance, this is pants
Before the reaper swung the scythe
Ending my life
Voices gone, decapitated
No more demeaning commands
Of hatred,out of my hands
A grin from the slim brother Grim
Gave me blueprints to my plans
They were lies,never seen by my eyes
Free from mental torture but having my my demise
Was it wise to have died by the Grim Reaper Scythe?
Deformed and decapitated pun I'd become
Headless, unable to cry
Even if I could, where's my head to dry my eyes?
Couldn't laugh, couldn't sigh
Why? Why? Why?
Giving up, I lay back upon the floor
Awoken by a bang and slam of a door!
Head still attached
No stitches, not a scratch
An egg that was hatched in my mind still detached
Unlatched without a catch
Still mentally attracts
Despicable acts, evil thoughts
Nothing really changed, still mentally deranged
No longer right and distraught
Torture, die,revive, torture, die, revive
Why do I survive in this web of lies
A life of screams and cries, cries and screams
terrifying dreams
Nothing as it seems
Inside, I decide to put my two minds aside
Always hide, never confide
Only if I die from suicide, you will then realize
I tried to conquer paranoia and frustration
An Alien invasion, I'll send an invitation
Auditory hallucinations, Ha
Written on paper, coping with the caper
Day to day to day yeah
A tortured mind, malevolent behaviour
I'll try to be kind and keep things in my mind
Keeping an equilibrium like balance
But if I feel hate and violence
I'll put pen to paper and suffer it in silence..........
I hope that you enjoyed this post, or just thought of it as creative. lol. I will probably post another in a day or two. Next one involves HINT: Cannibals!!! Take care XXX
I really like this one Jamie.. Hit a sore spot because of my experience with heroin in my life but it was powerful. Touched me.
ReplyDeleteI think you're writing is pretty bloody awesome.
Don't stop, yeah?
xx