Cut your veins
Take this pain
a bloody black rain
wonder when this will change
this blank in my heart
a thousand lit darts
waiting for a spark
in the dark
surrounded by the dead
head filled with smog
wanting a re-log
lack of aspirations
much offense taken
abandoned child
born to be wild
have no luck
get no glory
living through lies
blood filled eyes
separation from this horrific destination
stuck in a concrete casing no escaping
the unknown is what i’m chasing
no desire to be famous
hate money hate changes
phone filled with message
no rest of this
wonder what am i hating
what am i rating
life, troubles, treatment
why because i’ve had deceitful friends who i hate till the end
no chance to mend
no one ever lends a hand
just to pick me up
take off my cuffs
a prisoner to life
chained in the dark, no lights
I want to fight
make things right
but wheres my gang of elders
life is a temple
wheres my builders
in a permanent hospital
wheres my healers
always have drug dealers
they support my evil
my rise against
but who is the enemy
i blame the world
no ones the same
what is it i don’t see
could the enemy be me?

This poem was written/submitted by james hudson.