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Friends??????????????

friends have become a thing of the past.
people come and people go they never last.
there around to party and have a blast.
but when you need them they disappear fast.

no more loyalty no more respect.
i was dealing with lames what did i expect.
friends and family i would neglect
and my bad choices their lives it would affect.

Ive fulfilled everyone''s worst fears.no more hugs and no more cheers,just drugs and way to many beers
.i dont know whats going on in this brain. its caused tears and its caused pain.i think im going insane its hard to maintain,why am i out control with nothing to gain,tears flow like rain,Ive become a runaway train,move out of my way before you become one big blood stain
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Posted: Jun 2010
About this poem:
THE TRUTH
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.........WHY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!........................

When you were born why did you scream and why did you cry????Whats with all the tears??Whats with your fears???You were welcomed with smiles and cheers. So was I but I knew the cheers soon would turn to tears and i''d experience life''s worst fears. Thats why I came out crying cause I knew 6 weeks later my father would be dying. Im writing this 32yrs later and im still crying. Like I said when you were born why did you scream and why did you cry. The reason I did is cause I knew my father was gonna die...
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Posted: Jun 2010
About this poem:
Me just thinking to much.........
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Outta Control....

I write with so much emotion,my brain flooded and gutted as if a tsunami hit it from the ocean.whats going on there''s to much ca-motion.give me a remedy give me a potion in the form of a pill or even a lotion.

I just want everyone to see me being me.like back in the days when i was being me.Ive been locked up forever don''t look like anyone''s gonna help with freeing me.

I want a life worth living. not a life where i have nothing worth giving.

I need to do right instead i yell and fight. act in a way that aint very polite.

I need to move on and look a head. if not im living a life that''''s already dead. digging my own grave and making my bed..this is the day i will always dread.cause when i lay down and close my eyes nothing else will ever be said..
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Posted: Jun 2010
About this poem:
Just a writing that i free styled
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