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Dec 2016
Friends dip off
Guess they wasn't homies
dont be comin back and actin cool as if you know me
Unholy
I swear to god y'all ****** make it hard
fearing letting others slip up underneath my guard
God;
i pray that you would give me all the strength
I pray that you would work me through my troubles like a shrink
to think;
I valued your existence as a gem
To think that you would label me another one of them
Its cool;
As if i could play karma for a fool
i did the same to others used my brother as a tool...

Used to think that i would know y'allΒ forever
used to bank on y'all whenever my depression would sever
Used to be my crutches when i lacked the muscle to walk
back when devils stalked my being mind outlined in chalk...

I wish y'all the best
i still harbor all the love that i once held in my chest
i revoke you from that special place inside of my mind
the area my most ambitious demons struggle to find..
Mark The Vagabond
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Mark The Vagabond
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