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Come and be unsafe with me
come and be unsafe with me
fuck my life up
rolling in these tapestries
what’s in my cup
could put you out a day or three
can never find enough
how much can I take with ease
depends on my plugs
long as I don’t have to pay for these
everybody has to face the fees
but you could come and be unsafe with me
you think it’s easy to write rhymes and laugh
because the process only shows you half
you will never see the pain inside
most of it ain’t mine
I couldn’t even show you if I lied
trust me, I’ve tried
but I’ve been beaten and been born again
and I’ve been cheated of my throne of sin
my name is dirt and I’ve been disappointed
just cause there’s oil on my face don’t mean that it’s anointed
I can stand the heat so now my home’s the kitchen
you won’t hear me bitchin, because I’m silent when I’m workin, listenin
I’m not shiny, these ain’t happy times
this is just my soul that bleeds out in these rhymes
and it’s probably shallow cause I am just a creek
big ass family but I’m just a lonely solo geek
so I seek praise and speak this way
until my recipe gets made
and I am done and can be none
because I know I am the only one
and this whole world becomes
crushed under heavy eyelids
reminders of some shit thing I did
forgive me quick
before I don’t ask and I forget
Ha, ask for forgiveness?
get the fuck on with that shit
fuck my life up
rolling in these tapestries
what’s in my cup
could put you out a day or three
can never find enough
how much can I take with ease
depends on my plugs
long as I don’t have to pay for these
everybody has to face the fees
but you could come and be unsafe with me
you think it’s easy to write rhymes and laugh
because the process only shows you half
you will never see the pain inside
most of it ain’t mine
I couldn’t even show you if I lied
trust me, I’ve tried
but I’ve been beaten and been born again
and I’ve been cheated of my throne of sin
my name is dirt and I’ve been disappointed
just cause there’s oil on my face don’t mean that it’s anointed
I can stand the heat so now my home’s the kitchen
you won’t hear me bitchin, because I’m silent when I’m workin, listenin
I’m not shiny, these ain’t happy times
this is just my soul that bleeds out in these rhymes
and it’s probably shallow cause I am just a creek
big ass family but I’m just a lonely solo geek
so I seek praise and speak this way
until my recipe gets made
and I am done and can be none
because I know I am the only one
and this whole world becomes
crushed under heavy eyelids
reminders of some shit thing I did
forgive me quick
before I don’t ask and I forget
Ha, ask for forgiveness?
get the fuck on with that shit
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