Day 81

[Adverse]

Day 81....
I'm laying, baking in a decaying sun
The mere thought of hope's the only thing that inflates my lungs
Even If I could, I wouldn't know a place to run
My hunter lays in wait, aching for his prey to succumb
Patient, awakened by the taste of blood...
The race is done, i'm afraid you've won...
I'm unconvinced that a safe haven exists...
Face first in a sea of sand, feel the grains on my lips
Death's puckered up peckin', giving me her faintest of kiss
This is it, i'm still pained to admit...
I've trained for this instance, became insignificant
Lived a lifestyle more toxic than the fangs that bit him
What a vain existence full of unpaid persistence
Thought they'd love me if I was rappin' what a jaded vision
Enemies in the grassy knowl, blade pullers from behind
Predators with ulterior motives waitin' for an opening in time
Pullin' the whole world took a toll on my shoulders and my spine
Funny, after all that, I was killed by my own god damn mind