Oh my dear Lord for I endure scorn for your sake , I’m flying like a bird in the Sky’s my flight unheard, I’m a stranger to my brothers, an alien to my mother, I pray you answer my call help me get out of the mires, out of the deep waters, out of the goodness of your love, im all worn out sinking in miry depths, forced to restore enermies without cause surrounded by black ice, like a ship without a rudder I must confess through out our diffluent disdain jewels of wisdom invoking notoreity runners consisted drug dealing, a glitched to everything we attack conspicuously situated be throwing hearts to aside, how can we show how we feel inside i feel like a falling plane in distress granted ready to die, a custom to pain obident sustained blood spilling murder, death, kill , imposed with guns and Roses bin and out of wars, we don’t need where kids getting murdered, acclimatised tied to a thousand horses with caustic chemical burns on every child.
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Into the Gates of Hell by Jay Tana
somewhere deep in the night my heart drops fast, fleeing out of evident error’ fearing the punishment of a dreadful blast, praying for those that sin, those that have built, a root mountain down for which have falling himself a punishment, opposed lost out of true directions, ignored plunging into plotting against rate sin, ignoring messages, please god save us from the trail of the grave, from the evil of its people and the evil it contains, ratified swarmed up to hilt, causing division among others mankind, in mortal fear, in terror of death, descending the opposite of prosperity, into giving glad tidings, but god us ever around the rejected of faith, in error of madness, on every degree of asscent, ordained dazed at a wonderstruck wondering like the blind ones, lounging for day and night to break, observing the hours in what seems to stand, a prior to its appearance, fighting against depride starvation, with a slite bitter storm of defeat, I feel arranged outta place, curled in illusive content living, with shallow caves elated, restrained putting the whole world to sleep, in a life we don’t need with pronto killers giving over aggressions under hankers magnetics , and power build greed.
Life by Jay Tana
Life is a game of Jinx
Don’t be on it if it ain’t worth a sling
Life is a game if chances
You could be close to inches winning whatever you asked for
Life is just a game of snakes and ladders
Only it you know how to play the chess game you’ll know how to win the battle?
Life is journey A journey to seek answers
Don’t let it turn you
Life is a lovely soul try not
to bereft your dignity more.
Life is a shell, no matter how hard you protect you still can back sting yourself.
Life is a wind field with memories like a knife that deep in the fall with more pain staggering through centuries.
Life is a hate machine I’d hate to live it counting beads
Life is just a field of cotton amazing with spirit.