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Registered User
Join Date: Jul 2002
Location: fl.
Posts: 696
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sorry this is all i have time for, good luck.
I’m a high strung man, but was once a good fellow
a hard worker, never bellowed, was always calm and mellow.
But what i can tell you, is be glad you never met me,
because i turned into another man, once my wife had left me.
See i was once addicted to heroine, no better friend,
to fill my need, and make me bleed,
turn my body inside out, made me different, made me see,
How i really was, but the truth i was regretting,
and i never told my wife i was an addict, until after the wedding.
And that's what caused her to leave, you see she wanted a seed,
but once she knew i was on heroine, it couldn't come from me.
So she packed her bags, as i lay stoned without a care in the world,
and she got lost and married again, and had a beautiful little girl.
Well since then I’ve been a maniac, from fist fights to vandalism,
in and out of hospitals and rehab, months at a time stuck in prison.
After a while i couldn't take it, i knew i was worthless,
and ending my life seemed the solution, it seemed so perfect.
But ending my life came with a surprise that i never could tell,
I don't stand near the pearly gates, i stand alone on the EDGE of hell.
With matches in my eyes, and my body smoking towards a red sky
I look past my burning sorrows, standing in blood water, chest high
I ask why, but of course with nobody to answer, what gives?
How could i think I’d go to heaven with the life that i lived?
Now am i truly crazy? wondering of God can save me?
Asking questions to myself, not knowing what I’m saying.
I feel its an illusion, like my brains out of focus.
With a sound echoing through my ears, like a million dying locusts.
I realize its my mistake, all my choices in life have gone aerie,
But nobody thinks before they act, i appear to be one of those guys.
Now as i accept the actions that I‘ve done, i look down off of the cliff,
And see souls floating aimlessly, wondering if they still exist?
Wondering shall i jump? Or see what happens if i wait here,
tip-toeing on the EDGE of this cliff, where my body can stay clear,
of the tornado of lost souls, cause that's not where i aim to be,
But what can i say? I guess i was born with the devil embracing me.
So as i began to take the plunge off an EDGE, seeming to look thinner,
I thank god for making me an addict, i thank him for making me a sinner.
I thank him for letting my girl leave, while i was RUNNING ON EMPTY.
Because if God hadn't, see might have been jumping off the EDGE with me.......
40 lines uppin 4 extex.......
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