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Apr 2014
Its 44 Miles out of Memphis
I have to go to be her man
My ladys been holding that door open about as long as she can
Here I am just thumbing" O God please help me "
Get me a ride to take back my pride
I need my lady next to me
She called me early this morning told me what was on her mind
She told me she missed me and from now on she could be kind
The demon came in a white powdered form it made a devil out of her
But she was tired and wanted to be thin she stopped eating Im sure
We had this talk before and I fell into her trap
To steal my glass from me and then maybe she thought "I will have enough to be rich and all kinds of demon powder that would never never end"
But she ingested the whole Demon when she ran out she found she didnt even have a friend
How many times have I taken her back to get burned and burned again
Id say lets go to our chuch this Sunday
But shed be on a run
Ill tell you how many chances she has with me and the number isnt one
But like a fool
I thought I could marry her and my love could keep the monkey off her back
But I saw her arm and I almost cried her arm had track after track
Now Im just 42 miles from Memphis ,how should I speak
That powder is her only power
If she has it Ill leave that hour
Im not unpacking my pack
To have my soul devoured
Will she even get through the hour
Well Im at her ghetto door
IM hungry and sore
The fool Im already sure
As she opens the door I turn away
I dont need this or need her
I just wanted her to get back her soul
To once again be pure
She sold my car Ive walked all the way
What does she really want from me ?
She has taken everything material I had
To make a big fool out of me
As I was walking away from knocking on the door
I heard a voice in back of me
"Im so sorry baby come to Fellowship with me"
"Ive been sober 6 weeks with you I can do more"
  By now she just made me sick but she passed me her beads
She said you can help me make it all our needs
  I guess that I was a fool would she get back with her demon
Did she really want to be with me
  So I said Ill give it one more try but I wont unpack
With her head down she whispered please
Im 44 miles from Memphis
Written by
Mar Brock
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