Life's Sorrows

[ChristinaE12]

Just something I'm working on atm. Playing around with different styles and 'flows' and what not. It's kinda scattered. I have a really bad habit of always thinking I can better something. So I go back and change something, or in this case, every thing. Then I usually end up with a completely new thing..Yeah. Which, usually ends in being too complex and fucked. But anywho.. See below.



So fuckin broke.. like being rich is a mad hoax,
like every day's the first of April, feels life is just a bad practical joke.. And,
you're the fool stuck awoken sad with cracked and brittle emotions.
Thoughts always run amuck and unspoken. Soul, black and shriveled from not knowing
how you'll duck and 'poke by' in life, defy and Squeak through. Get enough dough set aside..Your
to pay bills.. with, buy unique foods, also to get supplies restored.
Shit's got your dry, tweaked mood hyper. Cause you have a child you can't show sweat to provide for
and today it kills.. You cry weak and screwed because he's down to his last soaked, wet diaper
You're left feeling subdued, tongue is tied, cant speak, lips are glued. Slowed, yet, mightier.

A peice of you dies when you look into his wide open eyes.
Decreases your pride knowing everything you've tried.
The hurt, the pain, increases and multiplies until it lacerates inside , deep down.
like someone obtained and seized the last misplaced key,
to open up the latched-floodgates. Your heart deflates, you weep and drown.
If all the tears spilled that were kept and cried inside were to seep out..
They would fill and saturate, the most dried dehydrated desert drought.
I'd have lied if I ever said this shit didn't make me irate. Jekyll 'n' Hyde I'll convert all-out,
When life will savagely create a lethal dose, Injection of reality you can't evade unhurt.
When peaceful people actively boast evil. Natural Selection made mentalities jaded and divert.
Deceitful fools lavishly pose as equals. Spiteful minds of mass destruction rebel wildly and raise alert
like weasels, who'll laughingly goes and bullies the feeble. Inclined to cause obstruction and brutality, They fight for thirst.
Tragically oppose and you'll find yourself a disruption to the laws of nature. Corruption to morality. A quick way to die first.
Life is frozen, confined, 'n' cursed. Deaths a first cousin, your soul's a hundreth. Immersed in all this shit headfirst like a third husband summoned.
All you want is your child to have the life he's chosen and had in mind. Not submersed in mine with no options.





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[ChristinaE12]

Anyone out there?

Added the second half thus far (look at first post). Still unfinished and subject to change. Most likely will. Can tell I definitely started to rush the end there. But anywho. It's hard and getting harder to write with a baby. So yeah.


Anyone?

[Edge]

not bad, structre wa a little off which sortta made it hard to flow for me. plus you should try using some more multis. good stuff tho

[mdemaz]

Yeah more multis and structure would help it out.
Great lyrical content btw and excellent choice of themes!

[Fa-Q]

Such emotion, I love this side of you, Christina. I read this more like a poem more than a song...were you aiming for that?

[ChristinaE12]

Thanks Edges and mdemaz for the feedback.. I actually did what you both suggested in my latest pieces. I think. LOL.

Words Myth.. Thanks again. And yah. My stuff usually is more poetry than written as songs. Especially, how I usually only do shorter pieces. But also more Hip Hop than anything else kinda. Of course to me though, Hip Hop is Poetry. So....