Embracing a style to write

Just to catch your cries
I had a conversation with each tear;

 that fell with an injured
That through sorrow of a burglary from the dept behind time
Where your issue was having funeral with your mistake.
This was a miscarriage

That was declaring your thought`s to think, without a decision

That hand cuff my love to be at war with your fear.
I had too divided your feeling too understand, on one Side what was keeping you scare
What you didn`t won`t to let go
And the other side,
What was keeping you scare to walk away from?
It was death singing the hell anthem,
Where youre past were holding you prisoner

By Fredrick Pennix Aka Praiser the Show-Off Worshiper August 15 2000