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Zachary Reese Poem
“Take a serious topic like racism or immigration
grown rappers think its cool to talk about drugs but what are we teaching the younger generation.
Think about it, helping others causes no stress.
we can spend our money on pills but we cant feed the homeless.
Sometimes it feels like sin lives in me
other times i dont know what's fake and what's meant to be.
but that all the more reason to spread positive energy.
the right direction is helping others thats the first step.
people are gonna call you names just be yourself.”
Copyright © Zachary Reese | Year Posted 2020
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Zachary Reese Poem
Sometimes i feel low like im a nobody
i couldn’t find myself so they paste and i copy
i woke up everyday lookin for a new hobby
so i was doin pills in the hotel lobby.
really dont think im doing so well
bad party imma end up dead at a motel. Making no prediction im just sayin if it goes there
then i just told you how i died like oh well.
dont know why im on this long road of sadness, my demons they ahead im just hopeing that i pass em.
My brother died younger sometimes i just wanna catch him and then switch places like his death never happened.
Sometimes i wanna die just to see how it feel little voice in my head like is reality real.
im a teddy bear but they want me made out of steal thats why im trapped in my head and im taking these pills.
Copyright © Zachary Reese | Year Posted 2020
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Zachary Reese Poem
Imagine i would have killed myself that night
without grabbing a pencil or even putting up a fight.
I feel like my life has gone from the dark to the light,
But from the light to the dark would be kind of a scary sight
Those nights and days wishing that i died
cause i was so young i didnt know what it meant to be alive.
I felt broken at times
lies that i told made me question my simplest lines.
But im tryna be better as a human
but i cant be better with all these people assumeing.
What i call a friend makes me unsettle
life will crush you when you soft like a rose pettle
I often ask myself why im on a higher level
Meanwhile i was low cause i was doing my own thing like a rebel.
Copyright © Zachary Reese | Year Posted 2020
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Zachary Reese Poem
“I was locked up in my head
sometimes i wish i was dead
instead of filling my brain with happy thoughts id rather fill it with lead
nobody knows how i feel
mom wasnt there so i had to pop pills
tryna keep it real but im stuck in my feels
tryna figure out whats the deal like foreal
Im lost my own mind. I was trynna stay on my grind.
All these thoughts about suicide.
I just wanna break down and cry
but i can cause my emotions all over the place
tryna figure out whats real and whats fake
no kit kat but from you i need a break.
with you i took a chance
i supplied and she demanded
ripped my heart till i couldnt stand it
then you ask me why im damaged
Texting while your drunk you asked me whats wrong?
im loseing all hope tryna hold on
your a truck im an ant I guess I got rolled on
beauty in the mist
Why do i exist?
Problems i cant fix
even though im super rich
Problems on my hands so i tried to slit my wrist
had the weight on my shoulders ever since i was a kid
but its not like i could’ve changed
almost crashed the whip had to stay in my own lane
my surroundings made me insane.
overflowing with emotion like blood when you poke at the wrong vein.
trying to forget you but your stuck in my brain like a stain on a shirt
I write the best when im at my worst
at first feelings were high but now there starting to reverse
haveing you by my side is a blessing and a curse.”
Copyright © Zachary Reese | Year Posted 2020
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Zachary Reese Poem
“The grass is greener on the other side but its filled with lies
Louder than the airplanes in the sky but you cant hear me cry
I scream out to these mortal mind about suicide
and realized that if i ever stopped it would be do or die.
I think of life as a metaphor no one understands
instead of love its always guns and drugs that are in demand
Hand and hand fighting with brothers like were in pakistan
Man to man arms they lock like the door on a van
and when it lock we lose the key like it was never there
i told my friends about depression they just really never cared
god sent me straight to hell and in the devils eyes i stared
realized he was me and all of a sudden i wasn’t scared
I was always searching for your voice on the phone i could never forget
Can i get an explanation for the hugs i didn’t get?
All i felt was sadness cause my mother was absent
mind always distracted in school i was failing classes
I didn’t have my mother so the drugs were her replacement
Going down this road i dont think imma make it
im always feeling alone she never knew how i felt when she didn’t pick up the phone.
I was dealing with drug use and my mom has no excuse as to why she makes me feel useless
But then again i didn’t know what she went through
I was just a little i kid i wasn’t supposed to be bullet proof
My dad was young he didn’t really know how to raise me
he would hit me so hard that i thought that he hated me
I was only nine and in my mind i felt a since of vacancy.
When i was young i wish that my mom would have taken me.
Holding the pain on my shoulders at a young age.
All though nights feeling caged lost in silent rage.
But ive bloomed to the flower that i am now
writing to realease for others so everybody can stand out
Look how for i came never asking for a hand out.”
Copyright © Zachary Reese | Year Posted 2020
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