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Tropical Rain

I feel, rain pouring, washing me away
I kneel, be-fore him, praying that I am okay
I feel, rain pouring, washing me away
I’m still, detouring, straying off the other way

I really miss those days
Kicking the ball round the block with the bros
Now my rent late
And I’ve been wasting my time with some hoes

Shifting a bag of the bush for the dough
It’s not enough though
Still in the rough though
Never act tough but I’ve been in some scuffs cause my city get cut throat
Feel I’ve been giving it all that I got, but I’m all out of luck so

Why should I fight just to keep me alive
End it tonight with a flick of the knife
Say my goodbyes as I enter the light,
Trapped in a balancing act but I’m not acrobat, so, imma get gagged by the tight rope
No more high hopes
No more nice smoke
Not a slice of the pie or the fruit of my eye
I’ve been getting so tired
Waking up late cause I stay up all night
Only escape when I lay down and write
Mum and dad like to try keeping the peace....at least they try

I used to find me some comfort in coffee
Pack of tobacco and scratch off the lottery
But I’m inclined to let demons on top of me
Soul is divine but I declined my prophecy, I
Leave the house, for reasons to be announced
Discrete for the cheese, cause my needs and I flee the feline, the reason they think I’m a mouse
I told her please keep on your blouse
Too sleepy, don’t lead me to shout
My head and my back have been under attack, I’ve been planning to take myself out

I’m cracking might break under pressure
No minutes invested in leisure
It’s been a long time since I covered my eyes and I been made to feel life with pleasure

I feel, rain pouring, washing me away
I kneel, be-fore him, praying that I am okay
I feel, rain pouring, washing me away
I’m still, detouring, straying off the other way
I feel, rain pouring, washing me away
I kneel, be-fore him, praying that I am okay
I feel, rain pouring, washing me away
I’m still, detouring, straying off the other way

Resorting to desperate measures
My feet hurt from slinging the cheddar
The sun in the sky always hidden behind the dark clouds I need shinier weather

My hoard is as tiny as ever
My thoughts got a tiny bit better
I wish for a button or something that I can just press, or just pull like a lever

To end me of endless endeavour
My callouses thicker than leather
My actions are callous and I’m so embarrassed I’m actually happiest fella
When wrapped up and under umbrella
Or have me a can of propellant
As long as I’m dry or I’m able to fly that’s when I feel alright, which is never

I feel, rain pouring, washing me away
I kneel, be-fore him, praying that I am okay
I feel, rain pouring, washing me away
I’m still, detouring, straying off the other way
I feel, rain pouring, washing me away
I kneel, be-fore him, praying that I am okay
I feel, rain pouring, washing me away
I’m still, detouring, straying off the other way
Written by Benzy_420 (BTheW)
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