Tightning (rap)

by Dustin S   Sep 11, 2008


Left, broken, beat down and hurt.
Guessing life is meant to feel like dirt.
Most of the time, pain can overwhelm,
To the point where we drift to a new realm.
Thats my feeling today. Unable to be the speaker,
My strength is draining, I'm getting weaker.
I've taken my limit, tooken every gimmick,
Never spoke a word, till my first limerick.
They say every rapper has a down fall,
And I've hit the ground in a penalty call.
All the suffering has returned,and I'm crazed.
Amazed I stand today, for I have lazed.
Trying to understand how I must deal
With all my history preparing to reveal.
Soon I'll be a mystery without a trace.
Face it, my strength's gone, I lost the race.
Pacin myself didn't work, neither did force.
My course has switched in hope to remorse.
Twitched at the pain, now no evidence,
To show me and rap had relavence.
Every day, in and out, I came with a song.
And I promise i will continue, even if not strong.

Writing away my troubles,
Fighting brought them back in doubles.
So now I need strengh, maybe from this lightning.
Cause my throat, my pen, it's all tightning....

I've got nothing left to loose, in my mind.
Everything has past, and life's on rewind.
Now I aint givin up, I wont allow the cause.
What I wrote, I worked to hard to pause.
Conjunctions of problems are spilling over.
Functions as a death, in a killing clover.
Wanting to shift to a new gear,
The fear is rising as every second clears.
Lyrics I write, and my life folds within.
Spirits are tossed, as I hold whats given.
Crossed emotions restrain my true feelings,
I wait to see if there is any gapping ceilings.
Reality should wake me up I suppose,
What could take me where I rose?
Now, the pain is settling, my mind is no longer blank.
How this happened? I choose my position in rank,
And put the rest safe in my bank.
So all of the things that returned to haunt,
Are things I no longer want.
It was like a magician act. I dissapeared,
And now Im back wit rhymes. I re-appeared!

Writing away my troubles,
Fighting brought them back in doubles.
Got back my own strengh, maybe from this lightning?
Cause my throat, my pen, it's no longer tightning.

*This is a rap about me and my suffering over the years*

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