You came into my life and destroyed everything around me.
Visualize your life without me.
Picking up the pieces you left shattered beneath me.
I'm trying to be everything I set myself out to be.
I want to be able to provide for my family.
You put a hole in my heart and I haven't seen myself since.
This life we live it doesn't make any sense.
We live just to die;
Tell me how this life makes any sense.
I can't breathe I can't sleep;
I'm losing my sanity.
Insomnia is starting to get the best and the worst of me.
I cut my wrists at night just so I can rest.
Then smoke some weed in the morning to awaken myself.
I'm a mess,
I'm fed up.
Chances are I'm giving up.
Testing these obstacles wondering where I'll end up.
I hear the voices in the back of my mind telling me to get back up.
But I'm weak; no I'm lost.
My mind is a little fogged.
I'm scared that I might be a failure.
Future brighter; do whatever you could imagine.
Imagine the forces with you,
Yet it gets no better.
I view life as a era;
I need to see clearer.
My mind's a lot wiser than I put it out to be.
I'm smart, you see;
I just make a lot of dumb decisions.
It's a part of being lost, agreed?
I'm in need of a hug;
I haven't been the same since the drugs.
I went back to doing drugs.
Even when I say I'm done, they got me when I have no one.
Do you know what it's like dealing with anxiety on top of bipolar depression?
I'm off these Zzzs;
I need a cap.
Fuck that I need a nap.
Who's really there for you when you start to lose track?
I'm driving high
On highway 95.
It's the only way to relieve all the shit that's stuck in my eyes.
Mind moving slow;
Push the gas,
My eyes are low.
My soul aches and my heart is left in pain.
I treat life as a game.
You wanna play?
I'm Fucked up but you won't know this til I blow one and decide to end it with this rhyme.
Due to time I got 18 more years of being a mother but believe me, I tried.
I'm more alive in the night;
I find comfort in the dark.
All the harm I put it into art.
Trembling, I'm shaking, I'm not the same.
Who is there to blame?
I know it's my fault,
But it costs to write your wrongs.
Am I wrong or am I right?
Just to throw you off, I come home and pick a fight.
I won't stop.
Just know you are the depth of me;
Now that your gone,
I'm waiting for death like Christmas Eve.