The rhythm cry is screaming

The rythm is my rebel, no lies, my raw, in your heart forever, walking grounds with thin soles to feel all that I weigh on, the shoulders to carry the delt cards, splitting my soul, found a doctor who can heal all those, I no longer walk with my head down dragging my soul, been here before, fuk it ready for more, for sure like so many more , I passed through the storm, drowning wasn't a choice, fear is my friend word is born, it was the way I lived a tortured mistake cursed with sin that suppose to lead to self distraction to give in, let it begin I WILL come back in my other life and start again, mark on all who listen, this is all happening for Gods reason SHH... listen... the rhythm Cry is screaming