Category : Poems

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My first bad memory was when my mom was beat.
There was plenty of rocks, glass and gravel under my feet.
I don't want to keep keeping my mind from sleeping.
I feel death creeping. my life feels fleeting.

I had plenty of people that wanted to help
but you can only lie for so long, they only cared about they self.
I kept my feet moving, but I almost wept.
when I think about everybody that left.

as I got older the angrier I was.
spending time with myself and also with my cuz.
the loneliest I felt and the worst thing I can think of.
I met alot of girls that wanted to get they drink up.

being in homeless shelters with my mom.
never liked school never had a prom.
rage was my protector and I never wanted to be calm.
I lost a grip on my life, but I need to have it in my palm.

my grandmother was the best medicine.
she made me happier than I ever been
I wanted her here so I can be happy again.
leaving kid things behind is how boys become men.

the older I got the more ignorant I wanted to be
to be unhappy wasn't going to be my destiny.
I'm destined for great things, but my gifts sometimes hide from me.
sometimes I can only cry to me and that's why I like my privacy.

depression was killing me everyday I was alive.
I knew how to hide that pain in my eyes.
even when I cried about the people who lied or died.
I couldn't wait for my future's end to arrive.

I've been betrayed again and again when my women laid with other men.
I didn't have a friend.
or someone on which I could depend.

a broken heart was a bad start to every relationship.
hating everything about them even the taste of their lips.
two people being in sync is like the movement of the hips.
I never wanted to be a drug addict taking bad trips.

I want to be happy and ignore being abused
being forgotten was worse than being used.
no one cared what I had to say when I accused
of bad shit they say I did admit to it I refused.

im waiting for my ship and I need a captain
someone I can share my day with and tell them what happened.
I want to do what's right for my kids and wife.
when they are ready to hear it I'll tell them the story of my life.