All growed up now

Geno · 11-06-2023, 02:58 AM

Hard to describe
Everything ive seen and survived
I'm 42 now..
and I can't believe im alive
Never had the sort of parents from a normal arrangement
I'm a fuckin loser now, and that formulas basic
Cause my alcoholic Father's either drunk or hes stoned
Got my ass whooped with every single belt buckle he owned
Punishing blows, made me feel fuckin disowned
Anger built up in my soul
Hatred just wants to explode
Raising my brother myself
Deaf but he saw everything
He elevated early, i miss him
He's read I've been spittin
But he will never hear the words if he listens
And that hurts from a different, sort of personal image
We suffer from several sorts of burdens, with differences
Now my family is more insignificant
Since I've grown up -good riddance
It's been a miserable 6 or so years
I've witnessed more fears manifest
And the tears that I've wept over death
Over your headstone I've kept
So that nobody knows that I've let go
Its death over dishonor, click-clack, so let's go be honorable
Never have you ever known me to be bluffing
I've blown the stuffing out of every single thing that I've touched
And sent My love with a bullet and fragments of brains
Scattered across the unbalanced terrain
And I've showered in pain more than my share of times
It's paralyzed me to the world that im in
I wanna come with you, and let's be reborn again
I'm sort of a mess, and I'm finished enduring the wreck

A little unorthodox flow wise.. you'll catch on, or you wont.
Fuck

11-06-2023, 02:58 AM	#1
Geno White Earl Join Date: Jan 2013 Location: Philly Cat. Posts: 12,354 Battle Record: 10-15 Accomplishments - Open Mic HOF (4x) Champed - Netcees Writers League - Write Week I - Write Week 8 Rep Power: 50036761	All growed up now Hard to describe Everything ive seen and survived I'm 42 now.. and I can't believe im alive Never had the sort of parents from a normal arrangement I'm a fuckin loser now, and that formulas basic Cause my alcoholic Father's either drunk or hes stoned Got my ass whooped with every single belt buckle he owned Punishing blows, made me feel fuckin disowned Anger built up in my soul Hatred just wants to explode Raising my brother myself Deaf but he saw everything He elevated early, i miss him He's read I've been spittin But he will never hear the words if he listens And that hurts from a different, sort of personal image We suffer from several sorts of burdens, with differences Now my family is more insignificant Since I've grown up -good riddance It's been a miserable 6 or so years I've witnessed more fears manifest And the tears that I've wept over death Over your headstone I've kept So that nobody knows that I've let go Its death over dishonor, click-clack, so let's go be honorable Never have you ever known me to be bluffing I've blown the stuffing out of every single thing that I've touched And sent My love with a bullet and fragments of brains Scattered across the unbalanced terrain And I've showered in pain more than my share of times It's paralyzed me to the world that im in I wanna come with you, and let's be reborn again I'm sort of a mess, and I'm finished enduring the wreck A little unorthodox flow wise.. you'll catch on, or you wont. Fuck __________________ *-A.bove T.he R.est*