It took so long to get to where my mind is now
But somehow,
Everything taking a turn for the worst
What hurt before just hurts worse
I'm cursed and i know it
But the proof i don't show it
Hatred i grow it
I'm so far below it
So the gas imma blow it
I know it slows the boat it's just enough to keep me floating
When soaking through treacherous oceans
With mad emotions.
Slurring through all of my sentences
Tends to be the only end
Is it something I said?
Or was it a glimpse of the future?
The feeling of being a loser and never becoming the hero is that what it is?
Is that what it is?
Is that what it means to be living or am i just missing the bigger part inside the scripture?