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arrywill-keepya-smilin
arrywill-keepya-smilin
American I am Jessica Applegate hit it up?' / stay true to the realist, / make proud stay loud, / in a bad mood?. don't ever be rude. / don't glare because just some times in the moment people just really need a smile / never make the choice to lose your voice,. / fealin weak duss be a freak,. / originality is every where so don't be a copy. / smoke weed to stay high while the world be so low, / you gonna hit that?. cause you're gonna need to. / Feel my aroma of the happiness . braaa, / (I wrote this when in foster home coping with drugs Now I'm in a homless shelter making my way through life by my self sober, FOR THE FIRST. I help to inspire, plus I'm going to be a rapper <3
All of the time i spent locked up, I wanted more. but i couldnt handle the leash i was given. I understood how every one was effected besides my self. I wanted my drug. over and over. just to get over the loss of you dying. and the last memory kills me every day. but all i can say is thank you.. thank you for my twisted mind and the abuse that get's me to give and give and give so no one feels the same, but i cant fix the world, world peace is impossible all at once, every one has had shit thrown in there face, but only those who got through it have the power to dig out of there hole they have dug. along the way i want to take the rotten decaying part of your heart. and throw it away, but part of my addiction takes it in the soul and reminds me of depression of my own,. and gets me caught up... in mind and site we are all clearly blood and bones. and a brain that is one tenth of our bodie's, but we feel 100% in reality out on the streets thrown to the gutter rats, came back with potential. came back wanted, legally. in the safe way. Jesse applegate
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Nov 14, 2014
Nov 14, 2014 at 4:26 PM UTC
thrown to the gutter rat's came out golden.
I am twisted. I am scattered and sketched. I’m a trip I don’t need a drink or a sip. I am the color of the energy. The strong that gives vaccines To the ones who reach out to prayers and lost dreams. I am a survivor of bruises cuts and an old punching bag in between fights. I’m a mess a mess by the guess. A rebel formed from a hell hold called home. Stand tall out of this On my level out of this dome, You’d get confused and thrown off cause I roam far All Alone. I am open And I care Wide awake is why I share. I bring wisdom, facts, and not opinions It’s been me since the beginning. I believe in no false image But what I’ve seen kindness is a treasure. And I’ve forgotten the mean. Your past does not define you. Because it is left behind you. I leave you mind blown Stuttering. But you’ll be completed on my app. It’s Christmas time on dads lap. It’s a button Easy start. Just gotta try to heal that heart Jesse applegate
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Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 5:48 PM UTC
We're bright hiding in the shadows
The world is a trip, One road leads to diamonds and gold, The other can lead to sadness controlled. In math theres a solution to 2+2 =4 But me and you comes to a war, I have a bed you may sleep on the floor. Some have a family of love and trust. Some hit the road with nothing with the knowledge there not worth it. And others head in the sky with millions cause there getting into college. There is no winner. We of all are the same as equal so thanks for the dinner. Come call it lucky to live in a shed, Others like told as a saying no path but hope and praying, A dream would be equal a premiere id make millions, Youd all see the premiere, But leave the house that beats yo mamma, In your head relief the trauma, Keep pushin for reality not the drama. Give And Give And Give And Give A smile can push a broken heart to live, Give your heart to the abused kid, More recycling more loving more peace. Jessica applegate
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Oct 3, 2014
Oct 3, 2014 at 5:46 PM UTC
stop killing your team
I’ve taken a criminal in my heart and threw her into a cell. No one could hear how hard she fell. She got all cut up, and bled told to shut up, twisted in the head too berserk will get you caught up she is understood and couldn’t be read, The punk was me never tired or dead I was the retired monster living under your bed. A trick in your mind I was sick to the blind I was heartless and kind. Keep in the day all your treasures hidden cause the old me is gone by forbidden. Life was a joke and I ain’t kidding l lived to impress my actions you couldn’t guess. Pushin the limits was my favorite test. I’d mess you over and steal your things but Karmas a ***** and that **** stings, but I hit rock bottom and fell on attack if I look back my movement will crack here and there I’ll still take a snack, But that me is gone and is not coming back. I took a stress of a beauty put to work for days on duty fixed a soul that always stole, now a cutie off parole and my mind is in control.
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Oct 3, 2014
Oct 3, 2014 at 5:27 PM UTC
Twisted alive
Marijuanna is great makes it good, eats your brain tords the end insane. you dont grow even though you know. Its hard to spit and, Its hard to quit. gets you hungry, eat, puff, chew, lets get high and off we flew. I can do this i Dont care, I'll be different want to stare? lets be bold, when were cold, we'll just light up bought and sold, who has my back, who the **** needs the crack?. I lack my money thats ***** funny, bought a sack sold yur sisters bunny, ahhh now I'm out , Meth I'll give you a try, snort, smoke, shoot, never toot ya the boot... your hand just took me oh hard so shook me, so Im hear depended my gear, I need that lift, ya satins gift, rock and roll, I'm a beaty troll, your things i stole, lost out control You'd have my back? I really need you, I left them all, family friends put up a wall, I am bound now all around I just ask no more a hit. Hey you there you got the "$hit" Hey its true tell me about it! Jesse Mckush
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Jul 22, 2014
Jul 22, 2014 at 4:11 PM UTC
Drugs you know
I've seen this **** I've felt a hit, growin up most have split, just fifteen oh so close. trust he past on an over dose, all those kids that he knew are suffurin still, no school no clue, I'm still hear and standin true my child HOOD school, was at howard, be tuff survive or be a coward, 15 too, best friends ex had time to flex did a drive by and hit the high way, where's he at? fuck reward be fat.... All those girl that would never say nope, who made me **** put me to trauma with the lies of there drama, now there just hoes ****** for dope,. hangin in high school on a tender rope, how they do it how they cope.... My first love was gone in cuffs, would never lisson, cause his parents were always in prision, poppin pills? what great learning skills. I used to get high to feal em in the sky as if he was on mars, instead locked behind bars, I miss him in tears, I feal for his fears. when he gets out for runnin and bookin, hope he's still stunnin as sure as good lookin, **** sure has faded I'm sure glad I made it. </3 Jesse Mckush
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Jul 22, 2014
Jul 22, 2014 at 4:08 PM UTC
people have started to forget what ghetto means'
As I think what it bin , as I smoke upon this gin, Keep on tryoin never win. this game is lame this move is sick, what way no where? Oh- what to pick. Inhale the false fale , so good gowin my luck... with *** give not a **** this road is so bumpy , unstable I'm stuck. on my own finally out of the shelter dearly jesse mckush, <3
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Jul 31, 2013
Jul 31, 2013 at 1:41 AM UTC
1 step forward 5 steps back
Womp, vroom. My lights fill this room, fights trips mind is a doom, you sink right in your chair, cant blink. hard not to stare........... quick flash bright like a flare, Lsd be scared of a dare., or lost aroma, Filled with my happiness~ peace with out the sappyness ( 0 _ 0 ) * * Love Jesse Mckush
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Jul 3, 2013
Jul 3, 2013 at 10:00 PM UTC
Light shows and ***** dubstep
Far out this atmosphere give all up For an Ice cold beer, way High up sober just to cry... lets just fry us her and I, bein crazy ****** lone. take me home and get me ****** ! <3
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Jun 28, 2013
Jun 28, 2013 at 10:59 PM UTC
I'm a dieng rover far out. this ***** is sober
I hit up rock bottom once. I had no where else to go.. Almost got shot, my mind was so flow., my oh so called team. The family of scream ... the mom made of mess the daughter of stress,. step dad did the beatin , For his own reason. I still don't get why he enjoyed making us cry. when he would hit he just would not quit making her watch , me on my last notch... even at four I was pushed to the floor. once i was eleven I ran for the door, All from this point I've looked up to a joint . my new way , has bin lit. Nd bin fit. I look forward to a smile, Bin alone for the longest of miles, I was a child created of wiled I take in stories most made taste so mild., YOU made my mothers thaughts and made me be lost , I'm not a little girl I'm a devilchild You say,! That's why I been on my way
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Jun 19, 2013
Jun 19, 2013 at 8:07 PM UTC
Being a child with no direction but screams,