Off In The Trenches

Lately I have been off back in that life just short of the drug’s. I have been drinking here and there nothing constantly though. It’s beginning to weigh on me that I truly don’t know myself besides the fact I do a lot of messed up things. I’ve recently hit 18, and I’ll tell you, you can’t get a good job with drug’s in your system. Very few care if you fuck multiple women every week though. I find the more I try to grow up the more I start to progress into the bad things faster and faster. As if to go head first in to the things of this world accepting it as it’s all I can get. Knowing that there are certain rules that you have to follow in life to make it to heaven. Now I won’t go all Jesus freak on you, but I do believe in an all-powerful God that loves us, and punishes us. In that I do feel there are certain things you must do and I feel more allowing the further I stray away. It’s sad really I don’t know how explain it, but I can say that I feel as if I’m off in the trenches. By in the trenches I mean like waging war on my soul, body, and the world. It’s tough where I’m at. You have to be strong to survive, and well if you’re not you don’t survive. You can just hit restart in life, you don’t get a do over, and every move you make needs to be the best you can make. A bad split second decision can stick with you for life. I’ve been making subpar decisions in my life, and I have to start makings up for them now.

Pain or Paradise

They say I change up,Admittedly I did,

Don’t get twisted,

I’m still The Kid,

But I had to get my mind, heart, and soul right,

Decided that I was gonna turn to Jesus Christ,

I believe through him I’ll have ever lasting life,

Atheists try to bash it and tell me I’m not right,

I say cool but tell me what have I lost if I’m wrong and you’re right,

Nothing because I lived good and honest till it was good night,

But on the flip side if you’re wrong and I’m right,

Well I shall have ever lasting life, because my decision to follow Christ,

Hell is as real heaven,

So tell me you’re sure enough to bet there will be no afterlife,

Except with this u don’t pay with material things and money,

You pay with the ultimate price,

Just admitting and believing is the difference between torturous pain and paradise

-xoSOSAxo 

Talented to Talentless

They say my poetry is talented,But me I think it’s talentless,

Because it can  be a hit or miss,

Scared of being good for the season,

Then tossed aside with no rhyme or reason,

Feeling like some fans committed treason,

It does help me find a bit of relief though,

When I zone out and start to write and it just flows,

Putting my heart inside every line,

Just trying to pass the time,

Trying to lay out the realest stuff for y’all to see,

When in all actuality you’re just seeing my reality,

-xoSOSAxo