Put downs, Lifes frowns

From My Pictures

Also wrote this the same day as the one below it. Just feeling down i guess.

Cold sweat from a mundane life I'm not Liven.

Hurt thoughts speech impediments and harsh words given.

Put downs and hypocritical speeches, you all act the same just a bunch of leeches.

Grab what life gives, through the gib's that spatter.

From the dark days and lonely nights to downtown street fights.

Words used with the expression of anger and the fear of love.

Nothing deeper than a stab through the heart as it stops beating, where do i start it just keeps bleeding.

Fist in hand knuckles bruised through, bad advice and words, we've been used too.

Brought up to be thrown down, circles coursed anger found.

Blood, sweat, tears of an angry life, humble perseverance but stopped because of passport clearance.

You don't know who i am or we are but only when, and then we can move on with our lives to devise a plan and set a course, but of course life is cruel.

There will always be the bad days and crazed ways of the hurt people who hurt people.

For they will always be there to put you down, make you act like a clown so you may carry their burden upon your shoulders like boulders it just keeps fallen, weight unbearable life gets terrible.

Breathing stops lights flash, the bullet through the unbendable car crash.

Through suffering and pain, we all go through a life that is Mundane.