Mixed Episode Freestyle

[bluemickeys4life]

Title says it, I'm not going to hurt myself, just an outlet.
May also post a short story or something later.


Yummy meds cocktail means the best rest, I confess, do not jest, watch the slowing of my chest, breathe one last time, soon on the back nine, feeling fine, maybe hanging tightly from swinging twine, no outreach or attempts at being okay, this is my time to say that I'm tired of day, sick of night as well, funny, I would love hell, if only they did away with the tardy bell, never early enough and I'm dwindling now, I'm just not as tough, gonna furrow my brow, flaccid existence, faded and broke no assistance, I always get fucked for my weak ass persistence, no tears from me, or any other man, I hope God understands did the best that I can, and as for my fate, leave it up to the stars, no more lustful hate, no more striving for scars or unwanted attention, do not speak of prevention when I'm at this place solely for my intention, heard it once and then twice, maybe hear it again, believe it or not


I've come to an end