Boxed In
Ja Eazy
While your dreams are shattered, keeping your feelings inside
Its all those sad feelings that you want out but have to hide
your minds in a box and in a split second the walls close fast
Everything u needed to tell someone thats important, turns to ash
Then ur minds in a box and never will know if it will survive
U dont hear voices just buzzing all day like bein next to a bee hive
The next mental patient cuz ur spazing wit buzzing in ya head
Not tellin ppl ur thoughts and keep them boxed leads to being tied to a bed
All day every day u lay there on ya bed steering at the ceiling
Ur minds like a race car,thoughts go through ur head wit no healing
And then..
2 years later u sit up in the white room to have suicide thoughts electrify
the first words with in three years and you started to yell out bye-bye
Doctors and nurses run in the paded cell to find ur hands around ur throat
some how they saved u while ur half dead wit a stray white tight coat
with eyes blood shot you sit in front of a god like mind doctor
he askin you wats ur feelings and all u say is it was the helicopter
after two straight weeks of the doctor heating the same thing
he got the story out of him and sounds like he was shit like marin luther king
now its eight years later all his boxed in thoughts were unraveling
hes normal and wit a wife, releasing thoughts, sent them traveling
LOOK$
My mind’s full with rage again.
Lost the plot! Am I going insane?
Can’t stand being trapped in here
Pushed away and pulled towards the gear.
I’m down and out on a slippery slope
The light’s gone out, there is no hope
I’ve lost my friends and lust for life
Plagued by destructive emotions running rife.
I cannot speak for all who stem
Long roads less traveled as their way,
Nor question choices made by them
In days long past or nights long dim
by words they spoke and did not say.
From North to South, then back again,
I followed birds like all the rest
Escaping nature's snowy den
On roads I've seen and places been,
Forsaking roads that traveled West.
This journey grows now to its end,
As road reflections lined in chrome
Give way to roads with greater bend
And empty signs that still pretend
CrosT Over
My brain’s wrapped into a fierce protective coating
Trapped in this self-manipulated cell that’s floating
Sound waves can’t penetrate the windows of my mental
For I’m stubborn as the mule, in my case it’s detrimental
Eyes burn from the pressure as they realize the torment
For fire reigns supreme unless I drink myself dormant
Incased by six walls, to create this eternal nightmare
Anger, pain and greed construct half of this tight-lair.
The rest is formed by anxiety, depression, and fear
Apparently it’s clear, emotionally dried of any tear
Manipulating the system, but instantly I got booted out
Toxins entered so quickly, as I traveled the polluted route.
Deadly smoke pored ferociously in through the corners
Death notices went to my family turning them to mourners
Was being deceased truly an event that couldn’t be defeated
Boxed in, left with standing room only, no room to be seated
Swung arms frantically trying to find a light for all this dark
Was I ready to embark, I saw his face light up like a spark
It was my savior, destroyed my walls, and bridged the gap
For it was none other than MY LORD, ……………………..
…………………………….. JESUS woke me from this nap
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