I found my shackles

I found my rhyme

that’s it

I’m fine

I can’t unclean

a demon within

I Pray nobody sees me

because I feel I can’t

but I know I can

my emotions just hide

a letter in the restarted line

I crossed inside

A mother’s life

and a father’s rhyme

Maybe this pen isn’t mine

Maybe all the things I took

are what’s drawing the line

but to stop my rhyme I untwist

and it’s up to the curse

that I have listed in the book

the things I need

but I’m unclean for some reason

it’s in the it

it’s all gonna fade

please if you are reading this

Matthew

Matthew wants his face to settle

Matthew wants to enjoy one god

Maybe the real one

Not the twisted version he might

create at times

Maybe that line was the one

I’m still alive, Praise Jesus