Anthony Perkin - Tired

Prayers up for the fam for the days we're in
I pray these days'll end
I remember when
Back then back then
Wish the good ol days would come again
Now look at this
Death at every turn
Days full of loved ones gone
No sign of bliss
On a rollercoaster with a broken holster
No hope for a poster child who use to bolster hope for brighter days
Better days
Use to have a happy home
My Friends are gone
Now I drink alone
But the bottle has a bottom
No prayers can atone for this
Evil deeds
People needs
Body bleeds for the rich who addeth sorrow
Anxious for tomorrow thats not promised
I read the Book like I'm hooked on phonics
Speaking tongues like ebonics
Tectonic plates shifting where the ground was solid
News covers as the earth shatters
Spewing thunderous words
As bullet shells clatter clatter on the foundation we built
The people scared but they got the bigwigs shook like a left hook
Cowering in fear as fate still writes their stories in the history books
Well what about me
You call it selfish but I'm allergic to your bullshit like shellfish
Ears itchin for some good news
Body bruised
Soul abused
Im not amused
To be a muse in the world today is to be a fool
Now my thoughts all over
Like pages out the folder
Im not sober as I write these words
Hope my voice be heard
These lessons learned
Closed bridges burned
Hearts turned to life again
Make the darkness into light again
Leave the darkness in the night and then
Learn how to fly again
Try again
Im tired Im tired Im so tired
I tried crying but my eyes are dried
From the pain I've endured
My thoughts are skewered
Hope lost in the sewers filled with blood
From unfulfilled dreams
Dreams
I held on to them like a pair of keys
Got my wings clipped like parakeets
Stomped out with a pair of cleets
Pissed on and hung out to dry like bed sheets
Its hard to speak about it
I lose sleep about it
Some niggas tweet about it
Its gotta get better right
Seems like there's no end in sight
In the fight of your life
Heart full of spite
Im ready to cock the Glock back and
Pop pop back and
Send them sinking feelings packing 'cause drownings not an option
Not for me
Im a survivor

Written by:
Anthony Perkin

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