rhymarhyma WRITERS’ MENTOR (500 + posts)
Posts : 549 Join date : 2011-08-11 Location : Denver, CO
| Subject: sometimes reality hurts Sat Nov 15, 2014 9:58 pm | |
| I've lied beside a suicide been on the wrong side of a homicide You think you know me from the rain I've cried but you should see the haunting pain that I cry inside...
Don't lie to me, society Your tricky ways won't set me free Reciting rhymes of my history force me to face my reality
Laughter sometimes stalls behind these walls when I'm home all alone roaming these lonely halls The tequila sun rises...the whiskey moon falls Cocaine, Mary Jane...darkness calls
So easily available to me in my dismay to cover up reality...to make it go away "Nothing lasts forever, live your life just for today" says the sign in my mind when the devil has his way
I've had the prison blues wearing dark green shirts I've chased the dollar, the drugs, the drink and the skirts One conforms...or one converts Society's a liar...sometimes reality hurts
D.O.A. I say...I was Dead On Arrival so I cry to the One who conquered death for my survival The Carnival of the Bound, founded by Satan, my archrival was shut down by the truth of my Bible revival
So I pray every day to not live my life dead and I hold onto my woman, the kids are jumping on the bed and I live in the promises of God that I read so run, little demons...far away from my head
I'll show you weapons of war you've never seen before given by He who is risen...the One that I adore No longer in prison, a war of love I now fight for because I was roaming in that hallway until He opened a new door...
Stained by the tears of the past I entertain but Christ offered grace to replace all the pain His bloodstain for my tear stain I am gone...now I remain... |
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