gutter dreams

Bills piling up
Need this money quick
Down to my last
Can't afford to even get sick
Another day away from work
Shit stresses me out
Gotta fill my tank
And put food in my mouth
Sister needs some money
How am I gonna work this out?
Because if her rent ain't paid
She's gonna get kicked out
Cellphone next week
Sallie Mae like everyday
Harassing my family
Even after they get paid
Lawyer fees
On top of legal fines
I'm so close to losing my mind
Got me thinking about buying that 9
And making someone's check mine
I'm on that red line
Close to the damn edge
I'm tired of living this ife
I gotta do anything for this bread...

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empty pages filled

We all have dreams
Some of them shattered
We listen to opinions
And rarely do they matter
So we keep on striving
Looking for something better
Bringing umbrellas
In case there's rainy weather
That's why we cheer when the sun's out
And cry when it storms
Then pray that Jesus will come out
But if he never shows
At least then we'll know
That our prayers might have been heard
I guess there's some doubt
So we hold on to the words
Used in Bible
This life's about survival
So many people dead inside
This is your revival
I won't say resurrection
Don't want a misunderstanding
No misconceptions
Of exactly what it is that I'm saying
You can't lose if you're not playing
So your voice can't be heard
Until you start praying
Or until you start saying
What's ever on your mind
I've seemed to have lost mine
So this time is for me to look
I'm in a crunch for time
Hearts stolen like a crook
Lessons learned in my life
My experiences are a good book
If you don't believe me
Then I urge you to take a look
And read past the cover
A book like no other
I love my life
And life's a bitch
So that makes her my lover...

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Almost Too Late

The pain in your eyes is evident
The tears on your cheek are the evidence of an apparent crime
Yet time after time you answer that alarm
Fooled by a forced apology and charm
Completely neglecting the bruises on your arm
And the bruising of your pride, a pill you've swallowed before
In fear of what it'll be like if he somehow gets through that door
But your reach for more and more enable that activity
I listen to the excuses that you're giving me
Repetitive as they lack creativity and a convincing argument
I understand that the man was the one who started it but he's not ready to finish
Until your spirit is fully diminished
Empty of energy and fight
I don't know what it's like, but I do know that this isn't right
A story on repeat every other night
Soon it won't be you crying
It'll be us after he takes your life.

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