Author Topic: Harsh Realities (Read 712 times)

Lunatic · « **on:** June 17, 2009, 05:20:25 PM »

i feel like death is the definition of harsh reality
obviously, right here on earth is where i rather be
cant take it, too tough to see my people in a casket
want my grandma death certificate back like lord fax it
serious, most cant deal with seein they folk in a hearse
like, there aint enough we can get back to reimburse
the, harsh reality of losing somebody that you love
like, a jon woo movie the climax see release a dove
but you, don't feel as if there better off with the man above
is it, selfish to want them back and u fear the though of losing?
someone, that you are so close to dont sleep it like u snoozing
too many, people feel this way and its like lost tears
sleepless, nights over what we call lost fears
and, how do you cope? just drink back the beers
get, drunk off ya ass as u try to forget the pain
like, lord how much longer do u think i can sustain?
this pain, dear mama, it's too much for me to take
like, life needs to slow down lord can i get a break?
or, maybe what u call a time out
but, see being weak aint what im bout
so i, carry on and cant wait to make it to heaven
but aint this shit fucked up like the movie seven?
and i, aint letting it end with my wife head in a box
cuz i, rather put the red dot on ya like some chicken pox
before i, sit there and watch u take what i love away
it aint, gangsta i just wont let u make my life go astray

and im done...