Wednesday, May 14, 2014

Tonight I Cry Blood - Poem





I raced out the door
spitting out blood
all I heard were screams
from the woman I love
young tears witnessed
domestic imperfection
why has the outcast
grown to be so reckless
the black sheep
the one that got away
never really returned
from the last time I went out to play
puzzle without closure
blade with no sharpness
star without exposure
pacifist gone heartless
am I priceless art, or am I scribble
I am everything you hate
from the time I was little
played for keeps
scrapping on the street
till we bleeding on concrete
got to cut out
cause I can hear the sirens
street life, drugs, alcohol, and violence
damn, I was my mother's first born
now I look at myself 
as the cause to why her hearts torn
my mind is sick
my heart is worse
angels crying in the heavens
cannot describe the hurt
lights flashing
lives crashing
purple moon, violet skies
life hurts, and everybody dies
dreams and promises
I tried my best
but they blew up in my face 
and punctured my chest
I played with the current
now I am drowning in the flood
with everything to lose
tonight I cry blood

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