ONLY ME

I need an escape, needless to say, broken down too many times to contemplate, all these mistakes, inside I break, alone I reside on the brink of hate, I confide in myself, as I close the gates, I open hell, release me to these fiendish thoughts, I bring upon myself, free me give me room to exhale, I’m freely creating my doom and I need help, need someone else, cuz I seem to be bad for myself, even tho I’ve had no one’s help, all me, this entire time Gravils been lonely.. not a single person to be truly supportive, I’ve been Rudely disordered, inside I’m routing for more than I deserve.. but I look around this earth, half these people don’t deserve a thing they have, so enough with that, GRAVIL has earned his half.. and I’ll get it, youll watch and how, you’ll ask,

If I could just get away, some place safe to stay.. if I could just get away.. some place to remain.. unafraid.. some place.. some place to stay.. if I could just get away..

Every night I pray, that Ill find some help.. with or without your doubts.. I’m alone and that’s ok.. I don’t need you, to help me out, Gravils a shovel I been digging, that’s how this well got this deep, I done dug it, overhead a hundred fucking feet, underneath me is just another fucking feat. Which I will succeed, like my soul has its own set of goals to achieve, this life chose me, rightly I knew young this world wasn’t right for me, still I learned both sides as I can build a house, funny cuz all I’m fighting for is a home.. I just need the right amount to settle this score, life has me scarred but not dead, more I got in me, more progress for yall to envy.. more for me when I’m feeling empty..

If I could just get away, some place safe to stay.. if I could just get away.. some place to remain.. unafraid.. some place.. some place to stay.. if I could just get away..

I don’t even listen to anything but GRAVIL.. so cut these cords, life is a joke, so tough to ignore, why try to be serious unless ima be cutthroat.. with much gore, you want me a clown? Or you want me with horns? it’s a folk lore before a know story, so fuck you n more, Gravils mourning, the dead of day, a death is grey, I take a breath it’s so fresh to say.. I have no respect for those that haven’t paid a debt to live in this state.. like I have with life.. I deserve all I get.. because all I do is give.. with no complaints.. other than the words I say from my fucked brain.. still on track I stay.. and still I help in the same regard to say.. I feed those like me with no shame.. bullets collide inside my brain to betray me of peaceful thoughts..