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Mar 2019
i hate to cuss but i guess dying like this is a test of fate///
knowing you dont know i exist///
i shed so many tears theres no more pain anymore///
it hurts so bad im used to it///
this torture this crucifiction///
from the first time i knew you existed i been sick///
ive written scriptures when i go out people take pictures///
just like you im famous on top of mount olympus///
in babylon one road in one road out///
i got a private flight ready for you///
limozine escort watever you want///
i got columbian connection///
deeper then nuclear factories in HL stock numbers///
stock sellin uranium to please your cranium///
#CANADIAN-STAR-MINING-STOCK////
im numb from the money an greed///
i feind for a need that you have for me///
but wont give it fact or fiction///
im the richest an when i drive the nail with the hammer-
record the sacrifice///
another prescription an no advice///
now i see why people massacre///
everyday i ask god what did i do to deserve this///
outkasted, broke///
*** **** over medical dependency///
dying daily having thousands of babies///
i cant even raise them///
forced out of existence my conscience bleeds///
my voice goes unnoticed///
as beautiful as life can be because of you in the same way its evil///
i fear losing you an i never had you///
i fear its to late an i didnt get my chance///
this is hell heaven cant be real///
noone can show me but you///
i cant share a bed with someone i dont love///
Mariah youre all i want all i knee///
before you im your slave- praise ALLAH!!!
Z-PAC
Written by
ZACK GRAM  M
(M)   
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