this is called the dream, and a..... dont take my writing so serious..... its just a way i when i......fight




i feel i've died

i feel a burning rage inside

one i cant control

a youth this city has stole

it's taken possesion of mind and soul


i sit at night and cry

i move from side to side

i wanna kill, fuck the law i'll never abide



i once believed in a god above

till i realized it was an "imaginery mind fuck"

now im pissed as shit

now i must use my fists

you better run you son of a bitch



you try to grab my hair, please....

your fingers slip through the hair grease

you punch but i wear leather

no control, out comes a murderous temper


a body left dismembered

 i awake... the dream i dont remeber

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