/lit/ - Literature

My Greatest Pt. 1

My Greatest Fear...
Is saying goodbye to the shit that's eating me alive.
It's my strength that helps me get by. A remedy from committing suicide. So I, am going to contemplate on sayin goodnight. Before I do I'm a let my demons come out with pride.

I equally hate, discriminate, organize, and anticipate. Cuss against God, but what the hey. I ask him every day. Why are things this way? I wanna rise to grace. Instead I fall, I'm a disgrace. I don't mean to hate on myself, but the way I'm living. I'm living in hell. I'm beggin on my knees, while i'm askin for help. I don't want fame. I don't want wealth. I don't do drugs to throw away my health. I have plans, things called goals. Got damn it I'm lost, another poor empty soul.
I feel broken and weak
So to put my mind at ease I go back to my knees.
Cock the gun, put it to my head, then squeeze. I won't ask nicely, I won't say please. All I got is belief. So best believe, with all my feelings they come from the deep, imma rise to my feet just to make the world see the struggles within me that weigh heavily like a disease.

My Greatest Weakness...
Is caring to much. Even for people I shouldn't touch. Just... because I cant let go of the past. So here's to one more night to out last, stand up to the world, and say kiss my ass...

Be honest. Don't dress to impress, don't stress, but do your best,If your sad, show joy, stand up rejoice. Don't let the feelings of the world break your poise. If you choose then choose by choice. No emotions remain calm. If I asked you to take my hand, would you grab by the palm. I'll take you to a world that don't have all this wrong. You don't have to worry about your daughters and their crazy mom. There won't be an apocalypse and all these bombs. You won't be considered a failure on journey so long. You will be greeted with me as my equal, my partner. You won't be worried and have to work harder. You will be free from the mind of emotional borders. You will see all, with no hidden corners. You will break free from the bounds of money just to find quarters. Take my hand, and live in the spoils.

My Greatest Enemy...
Is within my head, laughing cynically at everything I said. He doesn't believe in me, he wants me dead. So I'm asking for help ,to put him to rest. To rescue myself, from this stupid test.