My Story


I got more issues than Ernest hemming, you will need tissues
It is a hardcore tale, straight from my core of emotions,
Going though the motions of life, trying to thrive but nothing
can revive me. Lost the drive of life.
I lived in a shell, farewell to people so called charms
My heart filled with bitterness and emptiness, darkness became
my friend
I was surrounded by sharks sensing my weakness waiting
to strike
I took some pill to numb the suffering, I just wanted to be free
I wanted to erase my history end this misery
Feel worthy
I felt I have been dealt a bad deck of cards of life
Tried on being on guard
Looking for a spark to reignite my self worth
Before I depart planet earth
I should be put in a strait jacket
I'm not ready yet to be put in the casket
I'm too old to have teenage angst
Think my heart ready to pop
I want to drop dead, just want make friends
on the internet instead
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