The Truth

I find it ironic
That I want to be iconic
Rap faster than sonic
Be a pillar of stability
While my life is full of apathy
You see the movie screen
But not the lighting crew
The sound guy
You see the painting
But not the hours the artist tried
To bring the art alive
I'm not blaming you
It's not your fault
This game is results, not progress
End product, is success
In a way its beauty
Because people can't see
I can construct a personality
Make them believe
What they perceive
To be is me
While I quietly grieve
Heave a sigh
And refuse to cry
But enough of that
See when I rap
My intent is to shed light
On my life
To help others fight
And stay alive
At times
That gets hard
Cause I can't see the progress
But I digress
Every step, that I step
Feels closer to death
Yet living feels so free
I don't know what is wrong with me

Splendid vengeance, fuck forgiveness
Fuck your friends
They want revengeance
And to see you bleed
You need to heed this warning
It's forewarning
Born to be scorned and you know it
Poetry flowing in motion
Let love bleed red
Bore thoughts from head
Shed thy mortal flesh
Rise above the rest
This road is ending
Bending off a cliff
Jump ship, reach bliss success
Reverence and dominance
Write your last page
Then burn out like a sage

Can't, not yet
Don't forget
Limits aren't set
You're a vet, not some pet
To be put down
Make a sound, make ripples
Make waves, change the course
Use your voice
Distract the system
Find a pot to piss in
Dump it on the competition
Take your own advice, your worth it
Your success will bring about change
Heal your brain
Help sustain others in pain
In turn you'll gain
A love, that'll heal your soul
Your goal should be to uplift others
Smother your fear and change the subject
You're not on this earth to live and die
You're on this earth to work and try
So get up, nut up
And make a change
This is the fight of your life
There's no ease of pain
It's now or never, like that guy said
Work starts now, rest when you're dead

What if I told you
I could transport you
To a world void of sorrow and tomorrow's
No frustration or subjectivation
No nations or wars to face in
Now Doesn't that sound appetizing
Allow me to permanently rid your worse
And quench your thirst
Lie in a hearse
Of my design
It's not crime
To run and hide
The warm embrace
Of deaths face
Fuck dreams
Made of pipes
So sleep tonight
And for years after
Silence their laughter
Those smiling bastards
Aren't you sick of the game
Sick of the pain
Sick of this brain
Give your veins
Breath, Your cellophane.
You tired of the way things go?
Well there's one thing you deserve to know
I have your trump card
It's at your command
So relax my child
And play my hand

What he offers is not redemption
It's damnation
There's no nations or wars to face in
Because in his pit nothing exist
You're not sick
No need for a cure
I'm sure
If you would listen
I could rid this sickness
That you have self prophesized
There's death in your eyes
Numbness in your speech
You're not beyond reach
You should practice what you preach
Reteach yourself the word love
Stop confusing it wit hate
Lets someone through your gate
Don't pretend to know your own fate
Let's get one thing straight
This thing will kill you
If you don't pull through
You have a sister that adores you
Whether your worthy or not
Damn it don't damage your shot
To show her life after the disaster
Every storm has an eye
Use yours to swim by
Just try
Apathy has no room hear
If you don't kill this fear
It'll shorten your career

Hahahahah
You truly think you can sway his brain
Suicide only really frightens
Those who are never tempted by it
And never will be for its

Darkness only welcomes those who are predestined to it.
Georges Bernaous
Yeah we've both heard the quote
He wrote, that out of pain
There is so much more to gain

To living a life full of strife
And fight
When you could grab a knife
And bleed light
Sleep infinite nights

It's the cowards way out
You like to shout quotes
"Sometimes even to live is an act of courage"
So I discourage, walking away, encourage, the act to stay
Pray. He chooses earth
Instead of slumbering dirt

He's hurt, he's damaged
So much, he can barely manage
"Its not seen as insane when a fighter, under an attack that will inevitably Lead to his death chooses to take his own life
It's encouraged for centuries and is accepted even now as an honorable Reason to the deed. How is it any different when you are under attack by your own mind?"

In this war, we could go tit for tat
Like ra ta tat

He might grab a glat
To end all that

I'm begging you
Think of your family

When your gone
They can mourn thee

So make a choice

End it and find content

Live life, and find bliss

End it and find content