Aliv3

How far would you be willimg to go to be able to survive; is there anything out of the realm of possibility in order to be able to stay alive.

How deep in to the empty rabbit hole abyss would you dive; is there a limit to your actions you would do for the prize.

If it is truly as serious as life or death that you must decide; if your going to go north or south when you are on your ultimate final ride.

Just the unknown is plenty enough to leave you fit to be tied; unable to control anything at all no matter how hard you tried.

Instead just explains the motto you choose to live by; you know you control nothing in your life is a way to abide.

Filled with problems full of riff as well as strife; some outcomes will slice right through you like a knife.

Leaving a big gigantic hole in you on the inside; resulting in a nice piece of your heart shriveled up and died.

Lost to all for eternity plus impossible to find; to point that looking is nothing but a clear waste of time.

Decisions should be based off of reading the signs; or how do they put it, read between the lines,

Making it by with the daily hustle and grind; yet staying completely away from getting into a life of crime.

Not the easiest thing to do on your own dime; hard to get ahead when you always feel your behind.

Left a sour taste in your mouth as if it was a lime; all this done with or without reason or rhyme.

Now full of a need to blow off steam, unleash, and unwind; flowing out faster than water down a slip and slide.

Emotions rolling out like a river down a mountain side; freely unloading so making way for much needed change of tide.

Mind full of joy that could stretch several miles wide; complete opposite of the dark thoughts of before like suicide.

Ashamed of reality so you just want to vanish and hide; all in hopes that you do not end up losing your dam mind.

Best believe that it can happen even when your not trying; alone curled up in a fetal position, hurting and crying.

Have no regard for what is for sale, your not buying; tired of being treated like your dms and they just slide in.

Feeling hated on as if your last name was biden; wishing things were as simple as when learning how to drive.

Life can be good, like going on an amusement ride with no line; especially if you quit losing money as if in church giving a tythe.

Yet through it all you remain yourself, one of a kind; learn to see through people and games as if you was blind.

Stay stuck in our beliefs like a wall covered in slime; knowing from jump you would not be the same if it crossed that line.

Can not produce any miracles here, no water to wine; although if able to teach them to fish, then everyone can dine.

Try to be same with everyone, always remain nice and kind; til I leave this earth for good, in the earth in a box of pine.