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Pluck Sep 2018
Blvd. Pkwy. Ave. Hwy. Not the way,
Open the drain, pour them down the drain.
That’s not how I heal today.
It’s been sometime since I’ve stared at the bottom of the net, years since I put the bat away.
It used to ache every morning. It hurts no more.
Now you must go, someone needs you more.
It’s right & feels wrong.
That’s a sign that someone isn’t strong.
When you’re weak days get long.
This is just a pause until the last song.  
Watched you mature, I look at you and see my brain.
I never let my friends hang.
Anything I want to say held back by my fang.
I’m holding it together Dr. & when u return I’ll be doing the same thang.
Smile in your residence.
Only cry when It raining, wash away all the evidence.
Pluck Sep 2018
Can’t live with me so they want to **** me.
I pray God save me from the friends cause I can’t be caught off guard by an enemy.
Think about it, Someone has to be close to stab you.
Guess those are the cuts we just have to laugh through.
So many times now I only smile when I bleed.
There’s always an apology followed by a “I need.”
Loneliness is safer.
Put the love under an eraser.
Put your forgiveness in a box & friendships under leases.
I’m already broken, it’s hard to hold together the pieces.
Pluck Aug 2018
I wish this poem was a song,
And you all could sing along 
Cause there’s this beat is my head
I write and tap my hands laying in my bed. 
The words match the rhythm so well
It’s the perfect song & no one else can tell. 
I wish this poem was a song 
And you all could sing along. 
I pour out & imagine crowds saying what I say. 
Everyone feeling how I feel when I’m with her on a Saturday. 
If I picked up a guitar, I wouldn’t get far 
But I swear , if y’all could hear what’s in my ear, I’d be a star. 
I wish this poem was a song.
And you all could sing along.
Pluck Jun 2018
How much money would I save if the grass didn’t appear greener?
I’ve been in here weekly since the first time I seen her.
My marriage is on the rocks & so are my drinks.
Distractions top poles, my pockets are empty by the time she splits and sinks.
Watching her take her clothes off feel like a load off.
I know I’m off my game here but i learn a lot from a road loss.
See, I’ve lost the advantage at home too.
So I convince myself you care about me & it’s not about the money I’ve thrown you.
You look at me like she used to.
Eyes that don’t stare and see everything we’ve gone through.
If it’s right we like It, if it’s wrong we’ll love It.
I can’t afford mistakes yet I fit them in my budget.
I can’t look to the sky in here, are wondering eyes a sin?
Every night I feel like losing my commitment would be a win.
& suddenly that’s when,
I remember I told her I’d be home by ten.
Pluck Jun 2018
I have to die one day. So everyday I’m praying & giving.
Do I qualify to get in according to how I’m living?
Character took me places deposits couldn’t.
& I’ve played the hero on days I said I wouldn’t.
How can you sleep on my cape & then let them talk bad on my name?
Mentally torn, the script says to turn the cheek to the false claims.
My mind is engulfed in flames.
but they’re always extinguished by a heart that’s tamed.
Character assassination is the ultimate disrespect.
Failure is a two sided coin, one side effort, the other neglect.
How could they condemn me with how little they know??
Be vigilant and take notes.
Beware the day I actually want to be Thanos.
Nothing they say about me is in my heart.
But, I’ve heard the script so much I’m starting to want the part.
Pluck May 2018
I have to stop giving love with the expectation of reciprocation.
I fill people up and they just let me down like precipitation.
My checks divide all type of ways & I don’t get dependent breaks.
I hope everyone knows you can’t be genuine while defending fakes.
I’ll never understand why a big heart is met with a bigger knife.
I’m constantly under attack by women so lonely they need a sister wife.
****** from someone who’s forced to invest because everyone else leaves stressed.
Selfish people who look out for themselves with advice hidden as what’s best.
If you can’t reach your goals, how could your comments reach me.
If you experienced but failing freshmen classes, what could you teach me?
Pluck May 2018
Christian just made bail, he bout to come home.

We have those type of blessings the devil can’t prolong.

Prayers and works equate to more building than Soho.

I feel God like I’m Poseidhim, sea there won’t be a day I’m not liquid no more.

This not for me, It get passed around, blessings in a rubber band.

Can I stay inside, can I stay humble this summer man?
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