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Oct 2014
Its all bad yall
This pain is all to familiar
This moment I usually consider a life lesson
I feel its less of a blessing and more of a curse
And right now id rather be layed flat in the back of a hurse
Because its all bad yall....
Thats my problem you see
I feel like the whole world is targeting me and they dont even know it
I know exactly how I feel but I dont know how to show it
This is exactly what I was afraid of...
The last time I tested what I was made of
Now im here with this gun and the pain. Is just...
Its all bad yall
Im sorry
Most of yall know me for the strenght I withhold
And the man I am through the stories ive told
And how I represent the honor of being true and bold
But in this moment im just a boy without faith a day old
And if there is a God then he's calling me back home
This barrel never felt so good next to my dome
Its cold and I rather die than live alone
Who'd ever thought I'd be saying such a thing
Though I'd rather die right now, I still hope my phone rings
Just so I can hear your voice to remind me of the things I have
The things I have worked for
The things that I've been giving
I mean I know theres a God but sometimes I feel he's hidden...
Its all bad yall...
Theres nothing left
And I hope that you remember me for the life that I've lead
And the laughs, joy and the goodness that I spread because this...
Because this is the moment where it alk falls through
God... please forgive what im about to do
I love you mom
I love you dad
But this...this moment..,.its all bad
Its all bad yall
R.I.P Keyon
Bunhead17
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Bunhead17  Missouri
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