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Adam El-ghirani Apr 2021
In the comfort of the womb
The artist draws a masterpiece
Each detail perfectly woven together
From birth I'm given to the stewards of my soul.
My inner being was a garden ready to be nurtured.

As I grew so did the weeds that were left unnoticed
I've come so far away from the original blueprint of my soul.
Adam El-ghirani Apr 2021
The feeling of grass between your fingers
The kiss of the sun on your skin
Laughter with friends
The taste of a delicious meal
Yes even heartache and pain

Things we take for granted and only wish for them when it's too late.
Adam El-ghirani Apr 2021
The morning I'll never forget
The morning I got that text
The morning I wept

Couldn't believe it was true
Couldn't believe you were gone
Couldn't believe it was you

We were supposed to grow up and grow old and laugh at the stories we told
Adam El-ghirani Apr 2021
Shame on you!
You didn't do what you were supposed to do.
Make up another excuse
Too tired?
Oh poor baby boo hoo
You're weak is what it comes down to

No wonder so many have left you
You're a coward
Everyone else is moving forward and yet here you are spinning your wheels
What's the matter?
Don't want to believe I'm real!?
Adam El-ghirani Apr 2021
Life's a dream
Is it though?
More like a wolf
Wrapped up in sheep's clothes
Adam El-ghirani Apr 2021
Pop a pill
Take a drink
Light one up
Got any friends?
Call them up

Chopping lines
Writing rhymes
Gather around it's story time!
Jack and jill went up the hill
To met this dealer and buy some pills
But jill wouldn't stop wiggin out
The dealer said " Jill shut your mouth"
But jill kept freaking out so jack had to take her out.

When the cops showed up
He made a story up
Said we went up the hill
Not for coke or pills
We just wanted to fetch a pale of water.
Adam El-ghirani Apr 2021
Bullet holes, ****** clothes, quick hide the evidence or they'll know.
Oh god what I have done!!
I'll need cash, gas and a new identity
Wonder if anyone will even know it's me?
What am I gonna tell the kids? My job? The church? If they find out it was me it will leave a world of hurt.

No looking back now I've dug my grave. My question is can I still be saved?
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