My first chopped

All my feeling's in a pitDrips from ceilingsGetting wetThe storm blew over like a jetI play rollover with my petI am a soldier I am a vetSwoosh nothing but netPush for something don't swet Bet it the debt hitI never regretLet off the leverThe trigger never gonna set the HammerBut I bounce like Tigger but … Continue reading My first chopped

These days

I look at these days and oh they seem grim. Demons are playing me like it's the new trend. But I'll keep on striving untill the end They temp me to want to die I'm not exempt from the wondering eye They make me look one way when God's way is what I try. I've … Continue reading These days