Whats below me

Whats below me

Trust is broken in me

Shackeled down by envy

Blinded by rage i can't see

Reason right in front of me

Its hard when this red it fills me

Takes what i call my body

When life grows frail and muddy

Who are you to judge me

/Its just that life grows dull and i am curious to see

Its not that holding on has become harder then it seems

I'm only letting go cause no one will show me

I want to know if its really only air below me/

The dust and broken trust that stains my craked and weathered hands

From frigile broken hearts to Clearly empty promis lands

When i let go i hope more is waiting

Cause i have my plan now i'm escaping

you have a bit grammar mistakes like you said knoe when it's know and weatherd when it's weathered, other than that it's good! Nice mood! It gets you in in the first couple of lines!

thanks and ya i see those guess i didnt pay attention well i was typing thanks for your input