“Fear in the air is what’s inhaled
While living dead motherfuckas are in mental jails,
“Because the ship of righteousness has long ago sailed
Just add the sauce, because many are barbeque for eternal hell,
“Motherfuckas out here bullet fetching gaining homicide degrees
Now mothers are praying on their dick sucking knees,
“To a God who is showing he don’t care if you live or die
While the sanctified call it a test. Motherfuckas get on with that lie,
“We are used like side-chicks never told the others main is gone
Strung along for months or years, until we find out-now it’s on,
“That’s when situations become viciously evil and dark
Now everything has a death sentence that walk on two legs, meow or bark,
“Fuck a nightmare and the lack of sleep
That is a homeless mindset when living on the street,
“Because starvation can lead to desperation
And if the shit gets sinister-long time incarceration,
“Now they are truly surrounded by fear
Wrong move motherfucka and death will come near,
“From blood on a knife and possibly on a dick
Just twisted prison life of the caged sick,
“Like a thick female-call it ass on site
She did not plan on fucking-now she’s getting fucked raw all night,
“Fearful of pregnancy and catching a STD
Personal consequences of a female and her ride-a-long pussy,
“Emotional disruption is now flowing through the head
Walking around confused like the walking dead,
“On salty tears the heart-broken might choke
But even breathing feels like suffocating hope,
“Eyes so red it seems like they need a cotex
Veins like lightning popping out from the neck,
“At those moments fear and death may come quick
Until eventually a motherfucker will be resting in piss”.
Hi,
I had dream exactly what you showed in the pic in 2006, the hell, the pain and fear it passed through my spine, and you missed snakes. I see only fear eats away you half and pain the other half. Believe in Good and God, i only tell same to my son too, how in Troy movie, the brad pitts mom made him a warrior, I do the same including my husband as he born infront of me.
A hell is a place where sins are washed with fear and pain. Face the hell, clear your sins and walk ahead. You are with yourself.
I tried to connect to your poem.
Jessy Jacob
I appreciate that. Only the true weak let fear control while the strong confront their fear and make it work for them. Overall thank you for your true and strong comment.