Let life go

by chicago   Feb 23, 2007


When life takes it's turn
to the worse.
I let my friends go but I
keep my gun close.
my gun would never talk,
my gun would never tell.
If you cross me you might just
go to hell.

I've been
waiting a long to stop living.
So when that
day come I pray to god that the load
forgive me.
I'm a mislead child but i don't
need you looking down on me.
I'm walking in
darkness and i don't know why.
I'm use to seeing little kids crying.
praying to the load that they could
start dieing.
So that the pain would go away.
But I'm here to tell you that weather you
die or live that the pain
would forever stay.So all you have to is live
the right way everyday.

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  • 17 years ago

    by chicago

    This is what the life of a convict is like.