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I'm just a young man trying to discern why they say you gain more and more with each and every day the reality is I'm nothing and i don't see the light its why i stay up till 5 am every single night Those who work hard will always get their way I say that's ******** I still try everysingle day. I don't have an office a desk or a chair I wear a **** gun and get spit on in my hair My head is on a swivel my my hand is on my gun I wear a vest of Kevlar and i search for the one the one who will take my life I fear its almost done. Some people tell you if you wai Then the good will come have patience man in the meantime Dude just have some fun well that ain't too easy smokin' butts from a tray having no gas and no food its not the easy way. I'm 30 years old I don't have a future my cars a pt crusier well I'm just a loser my job isn't great Im a cop that is for hire I only deal with liars While my *** is in the fire. I want so much more than the hand that life has dealt me chin up, look straight , hard work you cannot tell me I push seventy hours in a week for nearly nothing at least if i was someone my life would be worth something So I'll just go to work in the cold and in the rain Ill chase down those who cause havoc those who cause us pain Ill deal with the insults the snickers and the laughter you're admiration and affection that's not what I am after. My badge reflects who I am just like a mirror a man with little skills except tactics and terror a guy who does the hard **** without even a letter of appreciation from anyone around me, they see me daily and they just poke fun at me I do what I do because I have a calling to prevent the good folk from crying, falling and just dying. I run towards what everyone runs away from. crackheads bangers and loaded guns.
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Jan 13, 2015
Jan 13, 2015 at 4:29 AM UTC
Life of a armed security guard.
I'm just a young man trying to discern why they say you gain more and more with each and every day the reality is I'm nothing and i don't see the light its why i stay up till 5 am every single night Those who work hard will always get their way I say that's ******** I still try everysingle day. I don't have an office a desk or a chair I wear a **** gun and get spit on in my hair My head is on a swivel my my hand is on my gun I wear a vest of Kevlar and i search for the one the one who will take my life I fear its almost done. Some people tell you if you wai Then the good will come have patience man in the meantime Dude just have some fun well that ain't too easy smokin' butts from a tray having no gas and no food its not the easy way. I'm 30 years old I don't have a future my cars a pt crusier well I'm just a loser my job isn't great Im a cop that is for hire I only deal with liars While my *** is in the fire. I want so much more than the hand that life has dealt me chin up, look straight , hard work you cannot tell me I push seventy hours in a week for nearly nothing at least if i was someone my life would be worth something So I'll just go to work in the cold and in the rain Ill chase down those who cause havoc those who cause us pain Ill deal with the insults the snickers and the laughter you're admiration and affection that's not what I am after. My badge reflects who I am just like a mirror a man with little skills except tactics and terror a guy who does the hard **** without even a letter of appreciation from anyone around me, they see me daily and they just poke fun at me I do what I do because I have a calling to prevent the good folk from crying, falling and just dying. I run towards what everyone runs away from. crackheads bangers and loaded guns.
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you want to tear me down I always leave without a sound. Its never me But you make it me I can never please you Just as much as I can Never stop hating you Too much poison and confusion, Its harder and harder everysingle day
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Jul 25, 2010
Jul 25, 2010 at 2:39 PM UTC
creep
I never thought it would come here maybe because I never wanted to come to realize I always told myself don't get attached it won't work out but the whole "I love you baby" ******** seemed to weigh me under they saw were all addicted to something u were my something frankly I think u will be my something for a while u left fast like it didn't phase u not one bit so now I sit I try EVERYSINGLE night to tell myself "your better than any boy" and my friends say the same but I know that's not true I like to say it doesn't make me cry but I guess I would be lying to give my all to someone just to get it handed right back they say we're all addicted to something and u were my something
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Jun 20, 2016
Jun 20, 2016 at 9:19 PM UTC
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