Dafoned

City lights flicker like a dying star. Young soul running in a stolen car. Not stolen keys, but a borrowed fate. Trying to outrun what the streets create. Cold wind whisper through the alley walls. Hear my past every time it calls. Broken mirrors show a fractured king. Heavy is the head that the blame brings. Mama tears, dried on the kitchen floor. Bills stacked high by the broken door. I learned quick what survival meant. Sixteen years with a mind sixteen. Heartbeat pace like an eight-oh-eight drum. Feel numb now, but I ain't done. Every scar got a story to tell. Heaven feel close, but I walk through hell. Fake friends smiling with a hidden blade. Promises cheap like the bets they made. Trust thin, like the ice I'm on. One wrong move and the light be gone. I write pain in a black notebook. Life no fairy tale, no happy book. Every line bleed truth, no cap. Real ones feel it when I rap. Sirens cry in the midnight air. Another young dream disappear. World so loud, but nobody listens. Hope fade fast in this cold condition. Still I rise with a lion heart. Turn my wounds into living art. Pressure build, but I never fold. Fire inside burn bright and bold.