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May 2011
some people are such wasted space,
they show you their nice side
but they can't always hide their true face.

why the deception?
for my protection?
you can't stop the conception
of the idea that you're not the person
that you think i see,
you're just another fake to me.

i try to help you as much as i can,
but you just don't want to be a man
and stand up with your own two legs,
you're the kinda person that begs & begs
for help all the time,
and then for no reason or rhyme
you put off all the help you need,
you listen to advice but you just don't heed,
i guess you really are a different breed.

I'm not a quitter
but i can't afford to do this anymore!
ill keep my hand open, but I'm closing the door,
I've tried so hard
to keep our friendship alive,
so many failed attempts just to get you to strive
to be someone better than who you are now,
you don't know the way then i show you how,
but you always give up when it starts to get hard!
i try to keep you up but you always play the same card,

you jump back to ****
and you start drinking,
you stop trying
and you stop thinking,

you just quit,
and I'm getting tired of this ****!
man i can't hold you up forever,
one day ill have to flip the switch,
pull the lever,
break the line,
cut it & sever,
retake whats mine,
my dignity & pride!
i will no longer abide
and continue to collide
with your drugged up suicidal side,
its almost as if you were dead from the start
and it just straight up breaks my heart.

and i don't know why i couldn't tell,
that you were already lost,
you had already fell,
and we both paid the cost
as it ended in hell.
Marco Jimenez
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