"hailie" poems
My songs can make you cry
Take you by surprise at the same time
Can make you dry your eyes with the same rhyme
Now what your seeing is a genius at work
Which to me isn't work
So its easy to misinterpret it at first
Cause when I speak its tongue and cheek
I'd yank my ******* teeth
Before I'd ever bite my tongue
I'd slice my gums!
Get struck by ******* lightning twice at once!
And die and come back as Vanilla Ice's son
And walk around the rest of my life
Spit on, and kicked and hit with ****
Every time I sung
Like R. Kelly as soon as Bump & Grind comes on
More pain inside of my brain
Than the eyes of a little girl
Inside of a plane
Aimed at the world trade
Standing on Ronnie's grave
Screaming at the sky
Till clouds gather,
It's Clyde Mathers and Bonnie Jade
And that's pretty much the jist of it
Parents are ****** but the kids love it
Nine millimetre heaters stashed with two-seaters with meat cleavers
I don't blame you I wouldn't let Hailie listen to me neither
Dec 29, 2013
Dec 29, 2013 at 11:46 PM UTC
I was born with a glass cup.
My brothers and sisters,
They had plastic ones.
My older sister dropped her cup once.
She picked it up, washed it off, and filled it back up with water.
I too eventually dropped my cup.
I picked it up, washed it off, and cut my finger on the chipped rim.
I didn't understand why;
My sisters glass was fine -
What happend?
One day I met a girl.
She had a glass like mine.
She showed me how to make it look like new - just hide the broken spots.
One day we were playing and i dropped my glass.
She picked it up, and cut her hand.
She left to get a bandaid.
I stay'd to run and play.
It's been 7 years.
Almost half my life.
The doctors filled my glass with cement -
So no more water would spill out.
She found a way to take her cup,
And dip it into plastic.
When she did she caught wind -
Glass is only for the problematic.
I hope someday she'll look at her hand -
That scar i gave to her.
Hopefully she'll not just remember me -
But forgive me for what i've done.
I never ment for this to happen.
Oct 30, 2016
Oct 30, 2016 at 10:59 PM UTC
i can feel you -
everytime i put a hand on my chest.
i feel your breath -
everytime i can't breathe.
we made a dynamic duo, me and you.
you where the batman to my robin.
you where the harley quinn to my joker.
now you're the rachel to my harvey dent..
we where the best of friends.
you caught me when i fell.
you stopped me when i jumped.
you showed me the beauty of being loved.
we where so close..
it breaks my heart to think of the miles.
i miss you buddy.
thanks for being my hero.
Jun 17, 2014
Jun 17, 2014 at 3:49 PM UTC
you’re looking at me through street lights and dark
you’re looking at me you’re whole world falling apart
waking the neighbors, you cry alongside the rising lark
darling don’t worry i’ll hold your world together with my heart
the demons aren’t real yet you make them your home
screaming behind walls of traumatic stress you call your own
tearing at silk stitches, flashing smiles of chrome
eyes of green lament, it was the world you let drag you down
the glistening stars fall dim in a hushed morning sky
beautiful eyes, you look at me with such deplorable lies
that night, the car, you in my arms, the words: we could die
heart beat rampant, eyes glazed with clouds you whisper goodbyes
you’re seated beside me, apologies and feelings left bestrewn
lethargic beauty, you act as if you are the daybreak’s evanescent moon
mind collapsing into craters, you threaten forever so soon
Apr 17, 2014
Apr 17, 2014 at 2:05 PM UTC
At 2 a.m. on a warm summers night, the thought of you still lingers in my head. The smell of that musky roof top brings back more than just memories. It's been years since the last time we've spoke yet i can't help but feel as if i still love you. You were my first. Somewhere, sometime, you'll see these skies and think of me. I'll be sitting here, thinking of you. Reminiscing under lonely stars.
Jan 19, 2016
Jan 19, 2016 at 1:43 AM UTC
I grew up in a blue house.
I never knew it, but I loved it.
When I was younger I had a dog named bob.
I knew I loved him.
I was walking bob when hailie left.
She never knew I loved her.
Little by little the pieces of this puzzle fell apart.
And they wonder why I relapse.
They wonder why I can't "just don't do it."
They wonder why I dream all day.
They wonder why sobriety is the my handicap.
Sep 28, 2016
Sep 28, 2016 at 10:22 PM UTC
The smell of the night make the feelings come fast
Cup full of dels bring the memories back
Im chillin and trippin
Your touch i am missin
Up under these stars my soul found a new mission
Ive already submitted myself to submission
I text you i call you
You bring no response
What the **** happend?
Are memories lost?
Did you forget who brought you up off the falls?
Made you feel happy
And after it all
You said you"d love me till death due us part
Yet im still relapsing
While you party hard
You said together we'd conquer it all
You were the one that made me so strong
**** you
I miss you
Back at it again
Caught in the feels that were all just pretend
Why can't you see that this is my end?
Without you i cant seem to find who i am
A lonely boy walking under these stars
Pretending that you still were
(Pause)
who you are (pause)
But you're not.
You're gone.
And i'm still motha ****** here.
Jun 9, 2016
Jun 9, 2016 at 12:21 AM UTC
We were in the cell
Coated in shades of orange
I was afraid of her
She was entertained by me
We were in a park
Together, planting flowers
I was entertaining
She was entertained
We were just realesed
Laying in that familiar place
I was madly in love
She wished she could say the same
I was in a cell
Coated in shades of grey
I was madly in love
She had ran away
Aug 13, 2016
Aug 13, 2016 at 4:52 AM UTC