deaths design

one of my latest pieces as i dont try to rhyme anymore and hadnt written in like 2 years - so excuse the rubbish lines - hopefully some have turned out ok lol

life or death determined by a type of strength
an im bound to BLOW up with my final BREATH
getting FUCKED BY THE SYSTEM - like CYBERSEX
arise from bed and see violent crime in every kind of press
im a wreck - havoc caused while my eyes detect
the lies - got me SPINNING AROUND like KYLIES BREASTS
rhyming 'vets' get sliced like bread
designed to survive - i STRING IT OUT on a SPIDERS WEB
blood dripping down like spray paint on a pikeys bench
were chosen to go when ever the outsiders have said
thats the SIGNATURE MOVE - i must be SIGNING A CHEQUE
am i dying? theres no sign of it yet
thats because i must be dead - well the left side of me yes
cos the right is wrong - the design of my mind is a mess
Ninja Assassin like my hearts on the other side of my chest

any crits?

Yeah it was kool still, some good idea's, i think some lines could have been reworded/thought out to make them hit harder like the blow up and signature move line. Looks like you knew whats what and had some skill though, why did you stop?