Thursday, August 3, 2017

Get out

What happened to me I used to smile and laugh On the regular But im slowy dying From my anger and stress Did i forget Im not alone In this battle I see why my lack of faith Sent me to a prison Where these vampires Remain biting me In my nightmares Cause i failed To fight with This love for poetry The devil took in me in chains Cause i let this job Get to me But yet my best friends Came to save me I thought i was On my way To getting that real love But i let my impatience ruin me So she left me Cause i didn't Make love to her The right way Will i ever get out From this temporary sickness It was my fault That I didn't come back To this poetic medicine Fuck turining into a nigga Who has no heart And i will never bend over Cause you wish You can infect me With those bad intensions Can you get out From from this negativity But yet its your truth Cause love never saved you We gotta get out From the devils pain Or stay bleeding Liked it never rained The rich white folks Kicking the blacks Out the hood Now we suffer Cause we let ignorange Be our drug Forget using weed & alcohol Give me this pen So i can Shatter your pain With my voice for positivity

Poetry has left me

I became empty Once I started school And then I got a job So my mind Was filled with depression And then I fell into the dark Where no love couldn't reach me And that's when poetry Has left me The Nightmares kept me in chains Then the devil came knocking At the door Making me his prey of choice It's my own fault That poetry has left me It left me cause I don't pray Don't read the Bible All I do is be on my phone Looking at ass, tits, pussy and booty Jacking off like I never tasted pussy I see why poetry has left me Cause Im addicted To getting pleasure When I should be Making love to poetry Cause the creator made me a poet To keep me From becoming that sickness Poetry has left me Cause I let this job Give me stress When poetry should be my answer To recover from The trick of the devil Poetry has left me Since I am too lazy To write anymore To lazy to perform anymore Poetry has left me Cause I don't hear anymore Now my flesh is infected Cause I don't fight with passion anymore But if I don't write to inspire Then how will you know Love came back To save me