Puddles of madness...

Lost all hope did you notice, indulging in all that made me hopeless you killed the spirit of lonely now there's seven of me up in focus and all of us wanna know this how the f*ck you do him dirty to point of no conversion when you seen him drowning did you notice heard him crying dieing he was choking
sinking screaming it was over as he floated in a abyss  the last thing he seen was his bodys last breath, his final heart beat broke the surface, they heard it, lost patience nobody saved him, diserted, he didn't deserve it, loved the world, you all turnt an burnt um lettem um drown in this world, leftum floatin with nothin. locked up he came to, he was missin somethin of a physical essence, developed mental structure, lacking honor in freedom, if it means lost to wonder, castle walls are tall cut from diamonds, it's the pressure he was developed under, accepting lost, not reflecting emotion at all cost, only past time is thought, the heart can only stand so much before it buckles, his mind collapses no one knows his struggles, he don't fold, souls solid as stone stood tall with our head on his shoulders,stepped into the world like it had somethin to owe him, made a path and stomped it, conquered world in honor divoured all that crossed him....boneyards and mansions closets run deeper than marshals Mathers subconscious thoughts of madness... it's tragic