Small note before this: The end doesn't quote Mr. CJ, but instead quotes exactly what I thought when I was in a really dark spot and used his music to cope. K thanks. I also lost the comp. :( looking back on this, i really see why I didn't win, this is so ew to me :( Sickening sadness insistently pristine A severed soul still resounding behind the scenes With all the tears that journey down his cheeks Some travels occasionally taking weeks Always six feet away from the surface He stays grounded, however, providing service He may feel that nothing can cure this sickness But in due time it all will open, all to our forgiveness With each solemn, lonely rhyme He buys himself more and more time Yet his melodies cost not even a dime His Whole Heart, Mind and Soul out for those to dine But I shall refuse this plate of life He can see the world through dead, leaden eyes He can see the world amidst the light He can see the world through the blackened blindfold they force He can see the world and notice wrongs as others cherish discourse He can see the angels behind the fiction He can see the past all their conviction I can see the love in every harmony I can see the pain behind his remedy turned controlled cacophony I can’t see the reason to discontinue the design I can’t see the reason to not thank him for ending this strife I can’t see the ‘why’ behind each rhyme I can’t see why to continue this time It appears we have both have a lot to flourish The seven sins breathing down his spine Will always insist that he’s never fine The emotions will overflow, heart swelling As the world will never stop its yelling In a panic, this Cain will kill this Abel And the seventh circle will be true to fable We meet again, exchanging the wrist Surrounding the forest of those who didn’t resist The inevitable death to their own mind For the bow adorned world was never kind For as they turn a blind eye to the blind The thoughts inside, only the other could find: “Those who are hurt most by the world give the most back."
