This part of it isn’t fun to do
It take the words from my lips
How do I visualize this sh**?
It’s the venom coagulating from within
I keep taking a spoon full of hot coals and chewing them with cavity ridden teeth huffing in air with each bite to cool it all down because I know I can take the torture if it meant no one else had to.
But I’m limited in this existence.
In another I’m sure I’m the lions roar I have no doubt.
And I may have the cash but this is taking it’s toll. And that adds.