Quick post, gotta go, before I leave, here's a poem, I wrote today.
Written April 29th, 2013
DRY MY EYES, FROM THE TEARS I CRY
LEFT ALONE
WITHOUT A HOME
THE TEARS
I DRY
BY MYSELF
GIVE ME
ANOTHER DAY OF HOPE
WASH AWAY THE PAIN
I WISH
TO DO WITHOUT
NOT MY FAULT
NOT IN THE CARDS
THAT I WANTED
TO BE DEALT
TRAPPED
WITHOUT A PLACE TO GO
TOUGH ROAD
I WISH
NOT TO BE
BUT IT'S A FACT
THAT REMAINS
REALITY
TRYING TO WRITE A SONG
THE ONLY THING
I HAVE LEFT
IN THIS WORLD
SHOOT ME AT THE STAKES
FOR TRYING TO RELIVE
MY MISTAKES
MY MOM
WENT AWAY
BY THE TIME
I WAS FIFTEEN
I WRITE THESE WORDS
TO STAY ALIVE
TO SURVIVE
WHERE THE DAD
I NEVER SEEN
WENT
YOU WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND
I TRY TO EXPLAIN
BUT EVERYTHING
WENT THE WRONG WAY
THE OTHER WAY
I STILL HOLD ON TO A DREAM
NOT EASY
A LOT OF TEARS
I HAVE BEEN THROUGH
I DON'T RECOMMEND
THESE WORDS I LIVE
THE ONLY THING I HAVE LEFT
TO HOLD ON TO
AND GIVE
PLEASE FORGIVE ME
I WISH I
COULD TELL YOU
SOMETHING ELSE
MY ADVICE WOULD BE
HAVE FUN
WHILE YOU CAN
BEFORE YOU FALL
INTO THE GRAVE
REGRET SOMETHING
YOU NEVER DID
I TRIED IN LIFE
THE BEST
THAT I COULD DO
ALL I HAVE LEFT
IS BLOOD TO SPILL
YOU THOUGHT
YOU HAD THE TRUTH
MY REALITY
A LIE
NEVER TOLD
MY PROBLEM REMAINS
STILL UNSOLVED
DRY MY EYES
FROM THE TEARS
I TRY
NOT TO CRY
A PLACE
I RUN AND HIDE
HAVE TO GO THROUGH
THE PAIN
BEFORE YOU GET TO
THE GLORY
JUST ANOTHER
PRICE IN LIFE
YOU HAVE TO PAY
I DON'T RECOMMEND
GOING DOWN
THE SAME ROAD
I HAVE BEEN TO
I'M A CRAZY MOTHERFUCKER
LIVING ON A DIFFERENT CORNER
WITHOUT THE COST
OF RENT
BUT THE DREAMS
ON THE STREET
ARE NOT THE SAME
AS YOU MIGHT THINK
JUDGE ME
BY THE COVER
OF MY BOOK
TAKE A SECOND LOOK
BEFORE YOU MAKE
A JUDGEMENTAL DECISION
I JUST MIGHT CHANGE
SHOW YOU
A THING OR TWO
I HAVE TO GO THROUGH LIFE
JUST LIKE YOU
JUST THROUGH
THE EYES
OF A DIFFERENT STORY
WITH END RESULTS
UNKNOWN
These words are all over the place, but then again, HEY, SO AM I..!!, what a coincidence, how convenient, matches the point in question, as if, you didn't have an answer. Stare in the mirror, to see what I am after.
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