see it’s either I scream or I put down these lines.
So I grab my pen and I continue again
to paint a verbal picture with my adrenalin.
I’m having hard times with the life puzzles I’m building,
everyday I realize that there’s so many pieces missing.
I’m troubled by the dilemmas I’m trapped in,
obstacles in my way, but I still try to win.
But I feel like I’m in a war and life is out to get me,
I can’t take no more of this negativity.
Sometimes I look at it and I see no way out,
But I keep going steady and preparing for the next bout.
« return.