5 May 2012
There's a problem with my brain,
It's the reason why I'm stuck
There's a little mental game
That always seams to leave me fucked
The numbers in my name
Have always brought me varied luck
That's the reason why I'm stuck,
I guess I'm out of luck
Eleven and nine, They shine
Whenever I look at my phone
It's always been on time
I'll never be alone
They keep plaguing my mind
Just when I think they've flown
They come back again Like rhymes
With me they'll share my home
It feels like I'm obsessed
Or these numbers they possess
My mind till I can't progress
If they left it might be best
They remind me of great tragedy
Led me to facts that I had to see
Trough all that shit I'm glad to be
The man I guess I had to be
Elevens a powerful digit
Through research I've learnt that fact
but sometimes it's hard to forgive it
When all around you it's painted in black
Nine is a number of empathy
I know that's the path that's ment for me
But when I look around I'm yet to see
That longed for feeling of ecstasy
So this is a little snippet
A golden ticket inside my mind
A little shade of madness
When you look inside you'll find
Because I can't escape the sadness
I'll be reminded for all time
Born on september eleventh, can't stand it
That fact it stays, it grinds
=DARK STABLISH=
11th Of The 9th • Opuss № I