Bloody Sabbath.

This day is just for you.
I will bleed,
Just to show you that,
My heart’s true.
This day, I always knew,
Someone like you,
Would come through,
For me…
……
I pray to thee,
Right now;
On easter’s eve.
My soul; It bleeds,
Negativity impedes.
Mowin’;
Through the weeds,
Workin’ to supply,
My needs,
Feelin’ like I’ve,
Got it rough,
Despite the fact,
You sacrificed,
Yourself for me.
Lately;
My faith been,
Hangin’ loosely,
As;
Demons on my back,
Pursue me;
And their whispers,
Do allude me.
Conflicted thoughts,
Are;
What will conclude me.
You know Lucy,
Would never exclude me.
She always tryna’ dance,
But;
You foresee in advance,
To help me,
Manuever my stance.
I’m helpless,
Like a household plant,
I know my limitations,
Please help me,
Remove the apostrophe t,
From can’t.
……
Love me;
For I am weak.
Care for me,
As I begin to wither.
Love me;
For I am sick,
Wash away my sins,
Please help,
This helpless sinner,
Unsour the soils,
Tainted, so toxic & bitter.



Love me;
For I am weak.
Care for me,
As I begin to wither.
Love me;
For I am sick,
Wash away my sins,
Please help,
This helpless sinner,
Unsour the soils,
Tainted, so toxic & bitter.

You’ve given life,
&;
Light which I cherish.
Keeping myself alive,
Prayin’;
Just not to perish,
Cause’;
Life ain’t sorta fair-ish.
I be frozen still,
&;
Living through vicarious,
& various lifestyles.
Bloody feet;
Running across concrete,
Scortched to an extreme heat,
I’ve been going on for miles.
You know I’ve been,
Weavin’ through the textiles,
Black Sabbath vibes,
Twistin’ dials.
Diggin’ through my files,
For confirmation,
That I’mma psycho run wild.



Been lost ; No guidance,
Been tossed ; Much violence.
Loud screams ; Then silence,
& ; To be honest,
I’ve been torn between,
Just keep on tryin’,
&
See you in 5 minutes.
……
This day is just for you.
I will bleed,
Just to show you that,
My heart’s true.
This day, I always knew,
Someone like you,
Would come through,
For me…
……**
What more can you do?
No more tomorrow,
Life is killing you.
Dreams turn to nightmares,
Heaven turns to hell,
Burned out confusion,
Nothing more to tell, yeah.



Everything around you,
What’s it coming to?
God knows as your dog knows,
Bog blast all of you.
Sabbath, bloody sabbath,
Nothing more to do,
Living just for dying,
Dying just for you, yeah.



**Sabbath, Bloody Sabbath.
— Black Sabbath.

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