Love less

Heart stressed

Trying to find a mistress

Now all I know is loneliness


Got a good wife

But I ain't happy with her

So that means no good life

Isn't that right

I ain't right

Haven't bagged her lately

That means no bag pipe

But yet she still here and she want me to be there on them starry nights

But I'm out of sight


Exes calling

No plural I mean ex calling

Say she gonna be home for my birthday weekend and wants to ball on me like I'm spalding

I might have to call her

Might have to sprawl her

Okay I'm sorry but she throw it back on me

Call it curb stomping


Hate to

But I'm hazed too

Pot up like a tree too

Been smoking more to feel less

Cause if I didn't I'd drown in our sea of this deep blue

I really don't have no patience

Being indecisive makes me anxious

Is there a chance to get back to the basics or maybe when you live with me we could remake it

Cause this just ain't me

It's still crazy you see

Cause I talk about all this loyalty

Then the same person went and changed it

I'm in college with these girls

So I'm sorry for my infidelity


  • Author: Bookbag (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 6th, 2016 17:05
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Augustus

    Some times life is strange and crazy. Thanks for sharing.

  • Whimsical_1

    This poem has a very strong message. Also definitely something you could rap or put to music if you're are interested. Thank you so much for sharing, can't wait to read more

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