Dead & Broken

Have You Ever Gotten to the Point Where you stop Feeling
You ache all over and drop to the ground and start kneeling
Beggin for forgiveness Prayin to God or whoever u believe in
To get a grasp on life and Figure out why you Keep On Keepin on
Like Death is staring at u from the window like a peepin tom
And Ur heart which was close to flatline; kept beatin on
Maybe Its misery settin in and and it just hasn't upset you yet
Just Another finger on the trigger and a go figure that your not dead yet
An average joe who hasn't met death but a middle finger and bad debt
Another regret and bad taste has left you crippled and unkempt
A Simple request of asking what to do and wondering what they meant
Upset that they accept your a failure and you get what you get
Reason for and an everyday meeting sit down and greeted
Come to an agreement and an argument breaks out heated
See what the street did, made a mess outta a neat kid
A beatnik that used paper and pencil to say what speech didn't
A Minute didn't give you enough time or piece of paper just another line
To let lose what you got left  in you and let it out yo mind
Like a Blind man seeing colors for the first the very first time
Take a minute to Rewind to a simpler part in your life
To a part where u didn't feel it necessary to carry a knife
You were happy with your friends and the love you had for your future wife
Simple things in Life floated by without you feelin like you need to be high
This ink thing u wear on your skin just represented who u been
Not where your going and what you are destined to be seein
Keep your head up through this like ur nose is bleedin
Dreamin that you'll be uplifted but the truth is that's not whats be seemin
Tryin to keep everything down and stop yourself from heavin
Livin with inner demons and an angel that what she be needin
Is to be left alone and keep yourself away like u be a heathen
Are You feelin it yet the regret that u had not yesterday
Ups and downs and realizin that theres no better way
Then a Knife to a throat a quick choke and a bloodclot still to invoke
Everything will get better through nicer weather baretta
What a joke a sweet line a coke and a lb of dope
That's what i need to get back to Pro.
Now leave me alone and away we go
Cuz the new me is dead and broke