“Open Letter”(2Friday)

Dear Friday, Friday mornings 
I can smell the fresh air, Knowing that the weekend Will be here, knowing she'll Do me right, knowing that I needed her to make it All right, all my worries, Shall come to a end, Only temporarily, 
Til I see Monday again, Oh I love when she cums Again, We only see each other on Friday, but her air, I can smell During the week, Longing for you, Till I see ...

“No More”

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I miss the old times We used to have... I miss the nights Where I made you laugh... Phone conversations Text messages The page turn Just like the world Nights of drinking As tears fall out of my eyes As I'm thinking Or as I'm writing This feeling That I'm feeling I just can't keep fighting I have nothing else left Maybe this my last breath Or my last poem I can't take ...

“Blind In America”

We are blind in America It's more then just hate it's Shootings going on From state to state See a cop Makes me wanna look away, Even though I really wanna stare In their face, Tell them to stand up, To the culprits In there workplace Blind in America It's not the image they seem to portray It's just another day In ...

“Just Like You”

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All theses poems I hope y'all hear me I want y'all near me As I paint this visual How I was living miserable In this E R Living critical Emergency room No y'all... More like this escape route Negative thoughts & I'd Personally had doubts, About never making it, Suicide thoughts That's why this lion roars Dreams of suicide doors Money stashed in the ...