Analysis of UNTITLED ME #3

After all, is said and I am the only one I look down the barrel of my own gun that only holds the bullets of my thoughts and pain. no longer is anyone to blame but myself when all the anger of their reflections controls me.

I lay in the silence of my own voice until I am ready to speak for less is more when they start knocking on the door of everything that money can not buy those blessings that over the years you worked so hard for.

The peace and the knowledge that I found is mine and mine alone it can never be taken away as long as I remember to say fuck it to all those things that no longer serve me and say a bigger fuck you to all those that try to control my every move not knowing that I am just a body with a warriors soul and wear the crown of the kings and carry the wrath of the Gods