To Be Honest
Breaking up ain't easy for me
the ends less like hell its more like purgetory
my lovers heart is the art of an untold story
my mind soaring
fukk of over romanticies memories of you and me
my friends tell me to let it be
but i can't you brought me to my highest peak
and its not fair I can't breath withoout you next to me
you're my air
and do I dare share my nightmares
of nights where whe she couldn't fight fair
hoping to find a women who might care
as much for me as sneaker head cares
for their nike airs
and my dreams might tear...away
from reality my mind drifts drastically
writting dramatically everything that I
drink to forget as I drink my regrets
I'll admit that its hard for me
to see lifes purity
and clarify less clearer things
with murky crystal balls and unforseen destinies
the past is just testing me
but don't mind my mind as I try to stay sane with these words of mine
is the question mark on her oh so special heart
just a blaitent reminder of things that'll never be mine
as I start to understand all of those lines from those sad songs
like how this house ain't no home
and how there's no sunshine once she's gone
and I know that some will call this emo
but maybe by my next poem I'll have moved on
but for now I'll tell you how I feel
and I promise to keep it real
Copyright © Keyavin Larkin | Year Posted 2011
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