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May 2013
I've seen this ****,
I've felt a hit,
    growin up most have split,
just fifteen  oh so close.
trust he past on an over dose,
all those kids that he knew
are suffurin still, no school no clue,
I'm still hear and standin true
my child HOOD school,
was at howard,
be tuff survive or be a coward,
15 too,
best friends ex had time to flex
did a drive by and hit the high way,
where's he at?
        **** reward be fat....
All those girl that would never say nope, who made me ****?.
put me to trauma with the lies of there drama,
now there just hoes ****** for dope,.
hangin in high school on a tender rope,
how they do it how they cope....

My first love was gone in cuffs,
would never lisson,
cause his parents were always in prision,
poppin pills?
       what great learning skills.
I used to get high to feal em in the sky as if he was on mars,
instead locked behind bars,
I miss him in tears, I feal for his fears.
when he gets out  for runnin and bookin,
hope he's still stunnin as sure as good lookin,


**** sure has faded
I'm sure glad I made it.   </3


Jesse   *Mckush
Arrywill keepya smilin
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Arrywill keepya smilin  Medford Oregon,
(Medford Oregon,)   
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