Black Poetry : Guarded Soul (Lord Save Me)

Tantrum

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Life like guns and roses
Demons keep me on guard
No matter the facts
No matter the notion
Got to keep my head up
Through the hocus pocus
Biblically act like locust
The vision just keep me focused
I stay on guard no matter
No matter how much you provokin
I see over the clouds
And the hatred that you projectin
Mind gives off conflection
Stereotype my complextion
Looking around for a confession
Sitting around like a adolescence
What is life but a direction
Duck my head
Lord why they keep testin
Im on guard
Im on guard
Im on guard from the beast
Keep terrorizing flesh of my flesh
Hatred for no one
Still my sins cover my flesh
Like undergarments it caresses my flesh
This a fate worst than death
Blood shed as I rest
At the point I must fall
As nails in my arms
Feet bolted to grounds
Rocks thrown at me
Lord what is this now
Am I guarding myself??
Surely there is another way
Hyperventalation
Before I commit convulsions
Its har har hard to breath
When I speak about this
When I know im living to die
And hell aint freezing over
Is it my time cry
Guarded cause theres nothing left
Haunted cause I cheated death
Knowing what lyes ahead
Keeps me up at night
Sometimes scared to go to bed
Do you ever think you'll die when you sleep??
Can you die from a dream??
Or is it just me??
I know he reaching out
But im scared to let him in
My Life
My Life is
Materializing into what??
Lord tell me whats next!!
For my Guarded Soul

Sincerly,
Tantrum "Last Of My Kind"
 

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