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Heavy Heart Song
A spiritual fire
crack
spark
then light her
a vision inside
of my
skull
hold it tighter
a poetic
forenzic
assesment
of my heart
the chalkline
shows no sign
of struggle
or voilence
it's almost as if
it was
ripped
right from my chest
killed the capacity
to feel
enlightened
a hole in my soul
now how do
I mend it
some days
all I think
is the second amendment
a hole in my head
escape from this cage
that's my
mortal body
I live in each day
sunshine and good times
they fade to my dark lines
the world dont know me
like maybe I flatlined
my hope
I just burned it
for some supid chick
emotions were rising
I worshipped this
b****
now gold I thought I had
it's so dead like lead
all gas in my tank
like money I spent
I do all of these things
like art and guitar
make out with women
and blast in my car
away
from the pain
so I can
sustain
some form of confidence
firm hope for the gain
for something that isn't
this hell I am living
surounded by great things
for which I'm not driven
how do I pick it back up?
it's a mess
If I live past 25
i'll be so blessed
God yes you know me
am I a good man?
tell me if
I'll make it
now what is the plan?
I will keep grinding
like BUDS evolutions
a soldior that's crying
for a resolution
I will not give up
so don't quit on me
fight through the night with me
until I'm free!
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I wrote this heartfelt collection of verses after a breakup recently. Since returning from correction-school life has been very hard to get used to again. In this military-type school we were completely cut off from the outside world. This poem is all my fears for the future and all my tears for the past. What once was, what could have been, and what will never be again.