SOULJAH WAITIN TO DIE

by Torey Hafford   Jun 7, 2008


LIFES NEVER REALLY WHAT IT SEEMS TO BE
AND MY SOULS DISTURBED;THE DEVILS CALLIN OUT TO ME
I FEEL LIKE A PRISONER, TAKIN 25 TA LIFE ID LIE IF I TOLD YA I NEVA THOUGHT ABOUT SUICIDE FROM THE DAY I WAS BORN,MY HEART WAS TORN NO MATTA HOW HARD I TRIED I ALWAYS ENDED UP IN THE DARK; AND NO MATTER HOW HARD I TRIED TO FIX SHIT I ALWAYS BROKE MY MOMS HEART. I HAVE NO ONE TO BLAME BUT MYSELF SO WITH THAT BEING SAID; I DEPART MANY TIMES IVE THOUGHT ABOUT DEATH AND WHAT I WOULD SAY BEFORE I TOOK MY LAST BREATH. AFTA ALL THAT IVE BEEN THRU I KEPT GOIN STRONG AND ITS BECAUSE OF YOU. IM A SOULJAH WIT AN EMPTY CLIP ITS ALL GOOD HOMIE DONT TRIP....WE'LL FAST FORWARD TO MORE PERSONAL SHIT. IF I TOLD MY WHOLE LIFE STORY, ITD ONLY TAKE A MINUTE OR SO...IM A SOULJAH WAITIN TO DIE VISIONZ OF MY MOMS CRYIN; THE LITTLE ONESZ SAYIN GOODBYE. JUST CUHZ YA CANT SEE MY FACE YA KNOW IM GOOD CUHZ IM IN A BETTA PLACE AND WHEN I FLY; PROMISE ME YOU WONT CRY JUST LET ME GO; AND WHEN YOUR AT THE CEMMETARY PLEASE DONT SAY GOODBYE...SAY HELLO...IMA SOULJAH WAITIN TO DIE....

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