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I've been taught better -
Forgive my words.
Understand my pain.
Give me healing without sealing all of this pain.
What do you do when your mind is cloudy and you try so hard to lead your life away from complications?
And, from wanna-be bad asses who have no sense of direction;
Who think they own the f**king ground we walk upon.
And think they can intimidate a life,
Destroy a life,
Take a life,
Just for the hell of it.
Writing down how my heart feels is bullsh*t to me sometimes.
The sh*t can't bring the ones I love back.
The sh*t feels like heat of thoughts.
My inspirational words seem as though it's not reaching to the damaged minds of the ones I love.
It seems as if, Goodness of Doing can't shield my family's life nor protect them from the deadly acts of foolish minds.
They say, "the devil is bad."
I think better and tough-minded results get sh*t done.
When destructionists try to kill all you love -
Just because they don't give a f**k!
Heat travels through my veins.
My thinking been warned,
My emotions been torn,
My heart beat differently from time to time,
My mind tries hard to get a solid grip on life.
I never ask God, "Why?"
Because I know -
Corrections are coming.
Sabrina Williams
Chris
