another lost verse

[messenger]

i wish i could rewrite history and turn it into fiction, words,
rebuild the bridges, but which one first,
ive destroyed so many, sometimes two a verse,
i threw the hurt, back at those that dont desevre it,
for no purpose, so blinded, so much rage,
and i couldnt always keep it confided in a page,
ive made misstakes, im sorry, i aint perfect,
seen more of hide than jekell and didnt deserve it,
but u see when im jekeell i get fucked over,
an if i stayed hide i dont need to look over my shoulder,
i still cant stay sober, im still feeling colder,
sometimes it dosnt seem real, that were realy over,
maybe this verse is clowsher,
i spent my whole life hating graham and then became him,
love and hate is the same thing,
but im thankfull for everything, i regret nothing,
and acept everything thats coming, i aint running,
the lost words of a defeated fighter,
another lost verse from a bleeding writer,