therapy session

My sunken chest still holds treasure At least my daughter thinks so Her favourite place to lay when in my presence Even when I'm on skitz' mode You know how that shit go Broke an honourable streak To quiet down my mental Broken down to my feet I'm crying at the slits, woah I'm crying at the slits, woah My baby wiping my tears Ain't even want her to see 'em Daddy's usually stronger than this But I'm caught in a phoenix Just peep the char It covered several scars I'm peeling off the layers again 'Til I'm naked, unarmed and defenseless Still lessen by the lesson Progress to digress, 'til eventually I'm regressing This ain't news unless you ain't boomed the collection I'm drenched in the essence of an endless depression Good grief Lost an awful lot of control My mama's mom is a ghost Can't process these losses yo Good grief Felt the world stop when I got the news My chest dropped and I wanted to Take enough shots to lose Every nerve that built up These burns in my filled ups They serve as a filter When I purge all these ills Better than flirting with pills I ended that term with a kill And that's why I'm here to end all my silence I'm still on a quest for solace Code it in all my sonnets Devoted to being honest Nothing else really penetrates Using myself to demonstrate Hoping to see some better days Choking 'cause breathing's heavy Broken wings and my levees collapsed Now the waves crash My surfboard snapped in half Flipped me backwards like acrobats Then floated back, my death wasn't the aftermath 'Cause I still got one thing that's keeping my soul intact And that one thing is my passion The reason why all this average shit's making me feel so stagnant Tried to confirm to patterns that didn't seem all that bad But I sunk right down the labyrinth Had God and Satan just laughing Had to ask 'em what happened They acted as if I'm still a kid But the difference is that since a jit, I've been gifted with This vision to foresee my life flash before me Now everything's boring, I feel myself warping It all happened so shortly after I turned 17 Evidently, the evanescence had entered me And out came the lyrics Had to make it coherent to my spirit Now I feel it, and the whole world can hear it And that's all I've been tryna find A piece of mine that could get me closer to peace of mind 'Cause in these lines, I'm alive, but I'm still dead inside Never mind, guess that I'm Shredding 'til I get a little leverage in this quest of mine