I'm Finished Here, You Can Go

I wish that it was finished

The ending of sentence 

I lost my mind's elation 

A word, no conversation 

If I told you I'd rather die

Than live a lie

Would you believe me?

I'm drowning in depression 

Forged the word digression

Is it reality

Well probably

Im guess maybe not

Cuz my head is lost in thought

But at the same time

It rewinds

It's looking kinda rot

It's all inside my bones

But who'd of guessed it's fairly cold?

I shoulda worn a jacket

Protect my brain from the mold

I'm sorry to cause a racket,

But I'm tired of faking smiles

All the while 

Everyone else, they have it good

Some will understand,

Although some will probably not

Do you even have a clue 

Like a car that cannot stop?

Street Pøetry- Tyler Jøseph

There’s an infestation in my mind’s imagination
I hope they choke on smoke
Because I’m smoking them out the basement
This is not rap, this is not hip hop
Just another attempt to make the voices stop

Rapping to prove nothing
Just writing to say something
Cause I wasn’t the only one who wasn’t rushing to say nothing
This doesn’t mean I lost my dream
It’s just right now I’ve got a really crazy mind to clean
Know what I mean?

No I didn’t understand a thing you said
If I didn’t know better I’d guess you’re all already dead
Mindless zombies walking around with a limp and a hunch
Saying stuff like you only live once

Yeah once you got one time to figure it out
One time to twist and one time to shout
One time to think and I say we start now
Because death inspires me like a dog inspires a rabbit

Short Lived

Raise your hand if you've ever prayed for your last night.✋🏻

Choice

Sometimes my most painful decisions will be beneficial in the end
The outcome is far, yet there is so much hidden knowledge on the journey.

Forsaken

I feel so lonely even with music... It's never happened before... I'm scared.

We're Broken People

My heart explodes in my chest
I feel the urge to rest, but I can't.
I'm restless.
Truth be told I'm helpless.
If a friend in need is a friend indeed.
Then you can be sure I'm a friend into thee.
Have I made the right choices
By obeying the voices?
It's like the Tower of Babble, oh the confusion.
Listening to my mind is a depressing infusion
Of who I once was,
And who I must be.
Surely there's a light inside of me.
I sit here in sorrow, my heart is digested.
So my friend, please heed my suggestion,
Be careful with love, it isn't a game
Without the right mindset, your soul could be maimed.

Real Easter

Pain MUST be necessary of life, because the God the created us had to experience it Himself in the flesh when He died for us and our wrongdoings.