Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Feb 2019
Do not use a coffin
to bury me;
Black and bruised,
torn up, cracked ribs,
busted jaw, broken hips,
****** lips,
with seizure fits
cause this fool
felt love
cause this tool
let himself get used;
Should’ve gotten *****
cause that's a better hang over
then when you
get the never been blues.
Graff1980
Written by
Graff1980  43/M/Springfield Illinois
(43/M/Springfield Illinois)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems