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Jan 2018
I was walking with my boy and he looked at me and said,
There are more things to be afraid of in this world then being dead.

I said like what as I looked at him and he lowerd his head.
What about the feeling of a single mother whos money is short and living everyday and dread.
As her baby girl and young son lay hungry in bed.

And she steaddy trying to work it out and make it all end.
She say she don't need no help, but that's just what she be telling her friends.

In reality shes drowning she done missed her crowning she said she wanted to be a princess but now it's happiness she's doubting.

Everything thing she could have been she feels like she can't, she's hardest on herself because it's only her paying the rent.

By any means necessary but that weighs on the heart and pretty soon you do it so much you forget where it starts, and you end I really wish we could be more than just friends, but I already can here them dudes laughing again.

Calling me Captain save a Thot I ******* hate that word alot, the next person to say it I'm swinging with out any thought.
Cause I'm hot and this talking done got me boiling over.
All because I love her and I want to be there so she can cry on my shoulder.
Dominique Arnold
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Dominique Arnold  Arizona
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