Rappers in Despair

This poem is comprised entirely of the lyrics of rappers whose despair led them to their death.

Empty, I feel so goddamn empty
I just need a way out of my head

How long does it take to live a life?
I’m a bit surprised that I’m even still alive
Mixing uppers and downers, practically suicide

One day this shit’ll kill me, but I guess that it’s OK
I’ve lost all faith in a world so full of hate
I haven’t yet found a good reason to be awake

I’m insecure about every facet of my existence
From my addictions to the condition I choose to live in

Take out the love and the passion and hope
And fill it with nothing but greed

I suffer from excess anxiety
A product of pollution in American society

Sober I can’t deal, I’m in the corner with my head low
Running from my shadow, never ending chase
Ease the pain and the battle that’s within me

But it’s okay ’cause I’m rich, psych
I’m still sad as a bitch

My insides hurt but my outside is flawless

Exhale depression as the wind blows
These are the laws of living in vogue

My world revolves around a black hole
The same black hole that’s in place of my soul
Empty, I feel so goddamn empty

Life gets tough, shit is getting real
I don’t know how to feel

I’m caught between wanting to punch someone in the face
And putting a bullet in my head to leave the human race

White lines be numbing them dark times
Empty, I feel so goddamn empty

My temple feel the metal coming out the Smith & Wesson, bang
Say a prayer, leave my brains on the tile floor

I just need a way out of my head
Empty, I feel so goddamn empty

I’m a bit surprised that I’m even still alive
Will I die tonight? I don’t know, is it over?
Looking for my next high, I’m looking for closure