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what is this curse

why every day thing get worst and worst

lost my daughter that was first

i drink and drink but nothing quin-sh my thirst

i feel like a bubble that waiting to burst

i think i be better off in couch-en Ina back of a Hurst

i no longer can live in this hurt

i try and try

cry and cry

but something just wont let me die

what is it you see when you in eyes

do get lost like looking at big blue sky

or do see my soul

is it me or is it time is getting cold

listen to my story to one i have ever told

i am prisoner

and i have been capture

i no longer have a beautiful future

love ones have me tore-sure

chain up

beat up

kick up

but i cant understand what is it they after

my heart weigh me down

i feel i am carrying a ton

my feeling getting numb

and every one asking how come

bills rises

money decreases

demand greater

food lesser

can someone tell when thing will be better

because i so sick of my life being bitter

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i'm sorry for what you have to carry around with you. your poem is very sad and deep. it reminds me of Tupac's poetry, except that he never stopped looking up and fighting for a better life no matter how hard things were. if you aren't familiar with his non-musical work, i think you should check it out. much of it can be found online.

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