Just Like Emotional Shit!
By: Mrs. Lady Enthralling
I feel like this life is bullshit and doesn’t have a lot to offer me.
I wonder why I need to breathe to go through this bipolar out raged disease.
One minute happy, the next moody, hell all these damn emotions
You can never tell when my happiness is at a 100 stable degrees.
I can’t sleep; I talk like a fat Albert chic feeling like I can’t breathe.
I swear why I had to be a mother, why I had to have lives depend on me.
I just really want to end it all I tell you it’s totally too much for me.
I think one day I am going to actually meet my desire and truly pull the trigger.
I look like joy but on the inside I feel like a pile of flies clinging to shit.
You ask for me to speak what I feel, well this is part of my problems.
I have been a person walking the streets of life on a many of levels
And I am ready to go now. Been ready to go, but he somehow keeps
Me here to fucken torture me. Some one just find my immediate ones the perfect
Angel so I can make a decision that God want make. I can just slit my
Throat and let the blood of I am free roam the lakes.
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I know times get buggin you know but you have to get a grip I love you want to talk to you soon Niree



thanks babe, u look great urself!




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