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Sep 2014
I can't get up from my knees..
I got paper cuts on my hands.

My friend today asked me "Do you wanna blow trees"?
My answer was it makes me *****..

It was the truth but what I should of said I didn't,
And what I should do I don't.

I know your direction but the way I go is so awful..

Some say *** is not a curse word so why did I get such conviction?

It was never about money cause I knew that you supplied, I see change and I run to it man I hate this..

I told my friends but ignore me some are just ignorant, but if I don't pay attention that makes me stupid.

I tell on myself for only one explanation.

I need grace. I need mercy. I need forgiveness. Oh God I need Jesus
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
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