Black Poetry : The Evils

Discussion in 'Black Poetry - Get Your Flow On!' started by HighEmme, Nov 11, 2002.

  1. HighEmme

    HighEmme Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    How can happy days seem to be a thing of the past
    I ask myself how long can this last
    This lack of motivation
    this feeling of desperation
    All this hesitation
    and the ever present procrastination
    It's leading to my demise
    No matter how hard I try
    I can't stop the lies
    or hide the sadness in my eyes
    Unwilling to compromise
    the fun that I have now
    for the luxuries that I could have later
    And mommy says "I can't make her"
    and I can't blame her
    cause I know that I forsake her
    and I'm a heart breaker
    But I wanna do what's right
    don't wanna stay out late at night
    I need some guidance in my life
    Sometimes I feel like my issues are bigger than me
    Abandonment, alcoholism and promiscuity
    No suicidal tendencies
    but I feel like these things are killing me
    literally
    or is it just me
    I'm counting my days of sobriety
     
  2. Desert Storm

    Desert Storm Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    that's real..... felt every word i'm feeling every word
     
  3. redlady

    redlady Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    cool, yep...it's growing pains...you'll get it together.
     
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