deepundergroundpoetry.com

im gone

traceing circles in smoke
realizing calling what we had a relationship was a joke
seeing through clear eyes no more tears believing no . more lies
yeah i could love you but why die trying to
cant answer without making shit up outlandish
so many times i wasted believing in you
sad ass muther fuckers aint got hustle
taking advantage of how a person feels for you
does not a hustler make ill give so you take
a battle of wit awe thats cute but buddy you are ill equipped
you can only fuck with me cause i let you babe
i act dumb so you dont feel stupid but you trip
and get caught in lies acting like im stupid
really well let me tell ya im brand new till you piss me off enough to make me show you this aint my first rodeo
and unfortunately this ride is much more than eight seconds
except the one in bed gone am i from you now
worry about what happens to yourself
i cant see past my pain as my confidence i regain
ibet you cant believe that freedom i acheived
andi dont grieve believe im gone
Written by diablia363 (Alisha Ranstrom)
Published
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 1 reading list entries 0
comments 2 reads 605
Commenting Preference: 
The author encourages honest critique.

Latest Forum Discussions
SPEAKEASY
Today 12:50pm by cold_fusion
SPEAKEASY
Today 12:49pm by cold_fusion
SPEAKEASY
Today 12:49pm by cold_fusion
SPEAKEASY
Today 11:59am by SweetKittyCat5
POETRY
Today 11:21am by Grace
COMPETITIONS
Today 11:15am by Her