Pain is love,
Impacts your heart like the stain of blood,
You can't just drain the flood,
Of feelings you came to dub,
Now I've gained a flame of grudge,
That can't be contained by the light above,
I just feel like lashing out,
And seal the ache as I'm passing out,
Voiceless shouts come bashing out,
My ing gashing mouth,
More sleepless nights,
Creep out this endless fight,
And I'm trying to hold on despite,
The thresholds that scoled my life,
I feel I was reborn from the grave,
With a new form of rage,
Like Michael myers storm of blades,
That has me mourning the days,
Feeling I was just born to decay,
I sit and I lay,
But life doesn't seem fit to pray,
The good things I get just drift away,
My anger runs threw my veins,
Deeper than a gang bangers pain,
My body is a stranger to my hopeless brain,
Feels I can't think but to go insane,
All I want to do is maintain my range,
And embrace all the things that seem strange,
My mind feels trapped like, 2 pitbulls who can't adapt to be shacked in a cage,
I hate to show my emotions,
Lets my enemy know my notions,
Which blows my focus,
Makes me grow more open,
To the slow pain that I have chosen,
I know 1 day things will change,
But I can't say my rage won't be the same,
So I just stray away and pray,
That time heals this blazing plain