blame game

doubts arise 

love whither; hearts broken

I vowed to never be the victim

I vowed to be the heartbreaker

both feet in but one  slightly out 

I can’t just let it all go 

lose myself 

become one with you

fuck love I’m tired of trying

my heart big but it beat quiet

you tell me you love me 

you told her  you don’t love me

playing on two teams

but what happens when the two teams play each other

where do you stand?

ask questions, there are no answers

fuck love I’m tired of trying

my heart big but it beat quiet 

close my eyes and whisper those two lines to myself

you do your dirt, I do my dirt

it’s a dirty game being played

but let’s play the blame game

I love you

people put up fronts on the internet but in reality a lot of shit eat you inside. Regardless of what happened you just got to keep it moving. Life is too short to be letting others stress you.

stuck

trying to see past my nose 

but I can't see past those

those who cover my eyes

trying to shelter me with lies

It's not right 

that you don't want me to see the light

you say one thing to me 

another to she

torn between decisions and reasons

but this isn't for seasons

only

it's not for when you get lonely

I'm stuck

stuck between decisions and reasons ... that's just my luck

time

I've stayed the longest
Knife cut the deepest
I can't feel it anymore
The darkness engulf me
All thought time heal all wounds
Time just make you suppress the bad memories until something trigger it
Time doesn't heal wounds !

The need to get rich quick is in your system. Illegal smoke exits your lungs and make shapes in the air. Your mind is so clouded but yet behind the clouds you plot on how you're going to do this. How you're gonna get away from here.. you huddle with your friends.. puff puff pass.. friendly thing to get your mind off the money you don't have right now but the bad chick you got by your side. In the back of your mind you're thinking damn is she gonna stay or find another with fat pocket? Eyes are barely open, seeing the world through a slit. You look around and the faces become blurred. Feels like you're going crazy, after all maybe you fit into that small categorized box society placed you in.

It's mentally.

You know what's crazy when you think something and believe it your body start to act different. It's ALL in your mind sometimes but sometimes the "thing" that you think about can scare you for so many reasons... I've laid in my room and stare at the walls and think about what I would do "if" but I came up with no solutions. I just simply saw how everyone would respond... the most important people in my life anyway. The things they would say. I'm one to not value peoples opinions but those that affect my life in a big way. After all you have freedom of speech.

And then My thoughts run in other directions and I forgot what I was about to write. 

What's your purpose?

There's times when you feel like you're slipping away but you have no idea where you're going. It's like you're fading into the background but the image isn't really there anymore. You're reaching for a hand but no one notices you.. You scream but its silent. Everyone around you suddenly become deaf and blind. They've become zombies; just walking around without a purpose to define who they are. What's your purpose? Are you living or just alive?



I'm not likin this but whatever imma post it regardless