lesia-amador
I enjoy writing short poems, I have been writing for many years now and decided I wanted to go public with my writings. Please help me become a better writer, I'm open for feedback and constructive criticism. I want to be a lyricist so I would really appreciate all comments :). I mostly write rap verses but have experimented with a plethora of styles including ; country, rock, punk, simple melodies, chorus lines and more. I will be posting mostly hip-hop verses as that is my writing preference.
He lets pride control his life
i see a disguise behind his eye
And every pain he tries to hide
Just lingers by his side
No more love or empathy
Just a heart full of hate n apathy
And he screams incredibly
Good lord why do you hate me
Though he wuld much rather die
he still pushes a 9 to 5
While fighting to stay alive
But he still ask why
Sep 23, 2013
Sep 23, 2013 at 2:37 PM UTC
When I was little I witnessed my mom make the wall red,
The wall had a dent, and there was a lump on my brother’s head.
When I was little I witnessed my mom make my skin blue,
My leg looked like a canvas with the drawing of a shoe.
When I was little I heard my mom deny me as her daughter
Yet convince a strange man that he was my father.
When I was little I heard my mom yell with all her might,
Full of anger, every day she would pick another fight.
As I grew older I witnessed my brother and sister leave
My mom casted them away with a look of relief.
As I grew older I became my mom’s caretaker,
She would pull me out of school to take care of her everywhere.
As I grew older my mom’s web of lies became untangled,
Yet nobody cares how many lives my mom has mangled.
They think it’s okay and that we should just forgive and forget,
But she’s the contribution to all the problems I regret.
I have never once heard my mom apologize for any of her actions
And she will never understand that she has caused horrible reactions.
Sep 23, 2013
Sep 23, 2013 at 2:33 PM UTC