Buried Poem by Sam Edison

Ive lost friends to murder drugs and suicide
I tried all 3 but somehow I survive
Collide with this world in motion
Shed enough tears to fill up an ocean
Alcohal quickly became my devotion
A take away my pain magic potion
Had to first learn to mostly love my self
Put pain and sufferation away on the shelf
Controlling things today can make my future brighter
Burning painfull memories with the flame of my lighter
Thrust a celtic sword right through my fears
Cutting away my pain with razor sharp shears
Watch the enemy fall right to the ground
Bury it with earth how sweet is that sound
Sound of dirt falling on top covering the hole
Writing this poem really cleaning up my soul
Learning from every life mistake
Suffocating the lies and everything that is fake
I feel its fate for me to live on and become stronger
Realizing my potential and my worth living longer
Things that I write can one day inspire others
Helping everyone to grow all sisters and brothers
Gods most loved precious seeds blooming to life
Lets not wither away lets all shine in His light