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When you think of her
You think of her smile
She than had the same smile
Since she was a little child
You can ask her uncle, her aunty,
Even the lady who claims the last time she seen her
That should could barely crawl
They claim she was a happy baby
Instead of crying she would laugh when she'd fall
And ever since than she kept the same smile
The same smile she had since she was a little child

I met her when I was eight
She was my play mate
We use to play on the swings
Try to swing over the top
imagining we had wings
We use to play house,
I was Daddy
And She was Mommy
I would go to work,
When I got home she would console me
Her lil sister was only five
She was our daughter
All this was only imagination
But she wouldn't believe that
Even if you told her
Back than she would always smile
The same smile she had since she was a little child

See we was only eight
But ever since than,
I always dreamed about our fate
We was only 12 when I asked her to our first dance
I was scared to ask her of course
But I just couldn't miss the chance
To my surprise she said yes
And also blessed, me with her smile
The same smile she had since she was a little child

That night as I held her tight
I wanted to kiss her
But I didn't know if it would be alright
After the dance we walked home together
I was contemplating a kiss
So it seem like we walked forever
You can never understand,
How confused I was when we got there
She looked at me and said,
We gone be "Best Friends FOREVER"
And of course she added a smile
The same smile she had since she was a little child

So I couldn't get mad
I know it was wrong
But I actually was glad...
When her boyfriend dumped her
Right before prom
Because I always imagined
Us two being Prom King and Queen
And now that he ****** up
It could be a real thing
So when I seen her on the stairs crying
I wiped away her tears
And let her know that I was there for her
So I walked her home
So she wouldn't feel alone
As we walked we talked
And she told me I was her best friend
I told her that was cool,
But I think, Our friendship should end here
So something else could begin
Than she just smiled
The same smile she had since she was a little child

I was surprised when she said
"I was waiting for you to say something"
A month later she won prom Queen
And I won Prom King
As we stood in front of every body
She smiled
The same smile she had since she was a little child

We both graduated and went to the same college
I pledged Kappa, Her A.K.A.
We always got complimented on how good of a couple we was
Whole time we was only a good couple because we had love
As she walked across the stage
They cheered and serenade
She just smiled because she had reached the goal that she had made
The same smile she had since she was a little child

2 years later we were already married
And my baby she carried
When she told me the news that it was a girl
For a short instance I was a little let down
Because I wanted a boy
But than I was over joyed
She just sat there smiling
The same smile she had since she was a little child

There were problems with the delivery
Which left me standing in front of you all today
So when you look at her for the last time
If nothing else remember her smile
The same smile that I now see on the face of my little child...
She committed suicide in her poetry...

She
Wrote
About
Slit
Wrist,
And
Broken
Lips
She committed suicide in her poetry...

She
Fell
In
Love
With
A
Simile,
Metaphorically
She committed suicide in her poetry...

I
Mean
She
Actually
Wrote,
That
She
Was
Going
To
Hang
Herself
From
A
Rope
She committed suicide in her poetry...

She
Wanted
To
Be
Freed,
So
She
Chose
To
Let
Her
Pen
Bleed
She committed suicide in her poetry...

She
Had
Only
One
Life
To
Turn
In,
But
She
Gave
It
Up
Again
And
Again
She committed suicide in her poetry...

When
She
Felt
Least
In
The
World,
And
Felt
It
Should
No
Longer
Twirl
She committed suicide in her poetry...

When
She
Got
Tired
Of
Stressing,
After
Tears
Would
No
Longer
Fall,
After
So
Many
Failed
Lessons,
When
She
Felt
Neglected
Of
Blessings
She committed suicide in her poetry...
Dear Dad;
I guess the child support checks just wasn't enough
See the money was good but it wasn't your love
I tried to do good but my will wasn't enough
Now I'm writing you this from this jail cell
Living the rest of my life in this caged hell
Now listen up dad to the story I tell
See it all started when I was 16 years old
Mom couldn't feed me so I was left in the cold
I bet it's getting interesting as the story get told
I was living my life with no rules
All the ****** I kicked it with were all fools
And I've been kick out of so many different high schools
Times were hard I had no place to sleep
I even stood on a bridge and was ready to leap
But I been through too much I didnt have time to weep
The same day a Blood asked me if I was down for the cause
I didn't even think... No second of pause
Cause from the looks of it they had it all
So from than on it became blood or bleed
And they became my family providing my every need
And this path of life is where no father leads
So I was out on the block selling and stealing
I got robbed myself... I got robbed of my feelings
Lil Wayne Life style because my house had no ceiling
See this next part I know you really going to like
It's about the only thing we did alike
I done ****** so many girls I might have ten lil Mikes'
I know that's bad but it could of been worse
But now they share my fate... I shared the curse
I'm just glad I'm alive and not in a hurse
But I guess I been delaying the story
Im in jail now I don't ask you to worry
Because really you cant do **** for me
I'm not saying it's your fault
But a dad suppose to be there for his son.. At least that's what I thought
I did good without you at least still I got caught
See it was just the usual gig
Go in the crib steal all the valuables... just nothing big...
But everything went wrong and this is what I did
See unlike the other spots here someone was home
I walked in the room and there he was with 911 on the phone
So I acted with out thinking and put two bullets in his dome
Even though I was strapped it was never meant to be used
But what could I do my adrenaline and reactions became fused
So there was this body and there was me left confused
Now his life was gone and I was the one to blame
I knew my guilt so I waited till the police came
Dad this is my story on you I place no blame
So I went in front of the 12 and they gave me life
Isn't that funny Thats the same punishment you gave me Right?
So I had to sit there as his wife glare pierced my heart sharper than a butcher knife
And as I pulled the trigger I didn't think of his kid
Now he got to grow up without a dad just like I did
All this was my doing this is what I did
Once my mom told me I was just like you, I didn't believe her
But now as I end this letter, I'm a Believer.
Love Always, Your Child _ Support Check Receiver
What do you want to hear???

It remains to stay clear…

I can go back 100’s of years…

Different people…

Different times…

Different Obstacles they had to climb…

They connected and made groups and formed bonds..

You can easily tell the difference by the decade…

They appear in different forms but they all were followers….

So me I’m careful of all my bonds…

I wonder how history will remember me…

The one that stood out…

Or the one that was easily forgot about…

See lil ol’ forgot about me…

Didn’t lose my soul in a money bag…

I lost my mind in a book…

So maybe that’s why I’m overlooked…

But I’m undervalued…

Whats the price of education…

A leg and a arm..

And a promise to do no harm..

What you going to do with all that money???

And all them guns???

When you can barely hit your target instead…

You hit a little kid, who was too tired from having fun…

So she was unable to run…

And so now she lay dead..

So now them diamonds in your ear…

Them rims on your car…

Them so called friends that are no longer here…

Were they really worth it???

Who am I talking to???

Well it depends on Who’s listening…

The “Truth” they dont want to hear…

Well I’m a poet so I’m going to take you there…

Everybody got flowers and dressed in all black…

To grieve for a soul that they wish they could have back…

Tears from her mother…

Angry shouts from her father…

You want to give your condolences…

But don’t bother…

Because nothing you can say will bring their little angel back…

Ignorance is Bliss…

I cant tell you where you came from..

But I can tell you where you going..

Heaven or Hell…

As the bible tells…

Read and You’ll know..

Only listen and you might not hear…

Ask the Lord question…

And when HE knows you are ready…

He’ll answer…

Question is will you accept his answer???

This isn’t what you want to hear..

But this is what you need to hear..

So will any of yall shed a tear 4 the angel that is no longer here??

Or do the Devil have control over your ears???
**** your opinion
And your idea of what a poem should be
**** rhyme schemes because can't no rhyme scheme limit me
This is the only chance I get at freedom
To express my self freely
So **** anyone who feel they have the right to judge me
I don't care if my scribe has no thesis
No point or too many points
Don't care if the flow is right
Maybe I didn't want to flow tonight
Maybe I just wanted to write down all my feelings
On a notebook page
Read it once, Ball it up, and throw it away
To symbolize me throwing my pain away
And If this scribe just some how happens to find structure
And find it's way to you
Don't mind it
Because I didn't do it on purpose
I propose that you **** your self with a pen
And when you ******
Take your juices
Right me a scribe
Telling me how
You don't give a **** about me...
When you're drowning, you don't say 'I would be incredibly pleased if someone would have the foresight to notice me drowning and come and help me,' you just scream. -John Lennon

I'm drowning under stress
Overtaken by tears
I've tried my best
Through out the years
If life is a test
I failed, I fear
All my many tries
Problems I juggled
Along with truth and lies
And though I struggled
I made it to this point alive
Being the man that I am
I did what I had to
So I swam and I swam
But when you in the middle of the ocean,
There is nowhere to swim to...
So I drowned
Lately she ant been acting right
Acting like she don't want to write
It's frustrating me
Because I need her to cry
The tears I'm unable to cry
I need her to tell the truth
When I'm only able to lie
Need her to be my self expression
So I can let everything free
That I hold deep inside
See she is suppose to be the one
That's always down to ride
Always by my side
Even on the lonely nights
That I spend at home
Sipping alone
She suppose to tag along
But lately she just ant been acting right

She suppose to be the one,
That helps me bleed out
until the pain cease to stop
The one to write stories with
When we hear the rain drops
And the one to calm me down
When I'm in that zone
Like I want to **** someone
But lately she ant been acting right

I mean I pour everything into her
And she gives me nothing
No story, No plot, Dot... Dot... Dot...

Which left me wandering
Maybe she been cheating on me,
With another poet
Because lately she ant been acting right...
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