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Apr 2019
I’ve been sinking in my thoughts for days now
There in the movies feeling I should break down
It’s like I have to choose from being rich or being poor with a lover now.
Why can’t you just come home as I’m home to my heart an let’s forget about who is on your phone now...
I’m trying to rhyme and be less dramatic
But **** man this hurts and i don’t know if I wanna just call you mine or just lay here til you notice that you need me to
These hands text these words but it’s the most I can do
All these Dating apps an I just want you
All these guys and I’m so tired of scrolling threw
All these **** videos but they don’t do what you do
I know thats nasty to some but to me that’s a piece of why I thought you were beautiful.
In a mans eyes all we think about is how we can fix
While girls  think  we think about is ***
But what if you were missing a man
Who told you he wants to be happy with someone close his age and wanted to show his mom a reasonable color to come home to ?
Most black guys would of moved on and here I am stuck on the fact I don’t care if she’s  racist all I want to know is are you coming home.
Cause I’m missing you like crazy and to be honest I don’t think I have done any wrong
When I can’t go back threw time and I can’t wash my skin off
I don’t know I m just writing this one to write wrongs and show you I would wait for you ...
Ima leave this here let me know when you get off.
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
(29/M/United States)   
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