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Jay Jimenez Mar 2013
Id **** to go back home
where my bedroom still looks the same
where my mom takes my ***** laundry away to be cleaned
but my ***** laundry piles up now
and I wanna go home
where my laundry doesnt sit in the corner for me to look at
Jay Jimenez Mar 2013
I gave up on trying
gave up on lieing
but i cant give up on us
like a sore
the **** still pores out
the infected wound
still irritates my skin
and like all of us I was born to sin
but please god not this again
please not this again
save me
save me save me save me
save me from this
Jay Jimenez Mar 2013
Love me drunk
kiss me sober
**** me high
sweetheart
Jay Jimenez Mar 2013
**** all of it and quit playing with it silly
Jay Jimenez Mar 2013
I ate a fresh red apple right from the tree
as you danced there infront of me
I felt it's juices in my beard
and when you kissed me
and pulled away
our lips stuck a little.
But that apple tree was our little spot
it set just right above the city
where we could watch all the pretty people
doing the pretty things pretty people do.
I told you I'd marry you someday
and make your belly full with a baby
I told you I'd get a job as a farmer
and I'd plant a apple tree just for you
One day  our kids will sit under that apple tree
and pick its ripe red fruit and eat and talk.
You and I would sit and think about that day
When we layed under that apple tree above the city
and talked about this day that were watching unfold infront of us.
Jay Jimenez Mar 2013
She ran for the highschool track team
She ran her way all the way to UCLA
She runs before the sun comes up
and one day
She'll run away
and never return
Jay Jimenez Mar 2013
Anybody knows my struggle
its shown on my bare flesh
Scars and Bruises
from a Rough life but yeah I stood the test of time
yeah I stood the test of time
I Close my aching eyes and
Hold my shaking Hands together tight
for I know this too Shall Pass This too Shall Pass
and God only gives you as much as you can handle
But he gives his Soldiers a little bit more then they deserve at times
but he knows he has a fighter in me on the land
my Heart is soft
but my hands are rough
for I've worked hard all these
hours
days
and years
to be right here right now
HAPPY
but to also remember the sad days
When I had nothing going for me
cept this
paper
and pen
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