connections

connections
By nate
Got all these dam games yet you trying to play me.
I see you got all this daym fuel yet your gas is on E.
Tell me girl with ya late nights and miss connections how stupid you think I'm gonna be.
I'm blind but I can still see.
Tired but awake to ya bullshit. 
I ain't with that fool shit.
Screwing let me dice in my metaphorical pool quick.

All this dam tape still we couldn't stick together.
All these pens in my pad yet you try to tell me it's pointless.

Gave you all my keys yet you still had to go push the button.
Yet you still had to push my buttons. 
Handed you the deck yet you still couldn't deal with me.
All these dam glasses still you weren't clear with me.
But it clear to me should've seen it coming like Raven.
Think I'm having a vision.
I'm shaking.
Oh well back to the basics.
We were in the bike shop and all I could think was all these helmets and she still headstrong.
I mean I tried to fix it I did but I did my part I did.
So I handed over the intellect but it seems I handed it to a kid.
Swollen ears from never letting wisdom get in.
So I gave you the screwdriver still you went and screwed me over.
You told me my song needed more bass before the drop yet you still decided to drop me.
I tried to reach you everyday possible but you was out of reach.
I bet even if I had 3d glasses on you still would be outta reach.
And girl that's plain to see.
What's wrong with me all these lightning bolts going off around me still didn't get the idea.
But how you using all that flavored lip gloss yet choosing to be bitter.
I don't get it really man I must've missed it.
All these mysteries to solve yet I can't solve you.
Sorry momma I'm coming home.
All these seats around me cuz I can't stand you.
Only cables around me cuz now I need to see the connection to Know its real.
I bet if I placed this poem and my heart in braille. 
It would be me you still couldn't feel.
Your a haze I can't see through your intentions. 
But sorry Wat ever I never meant to drive you away.
In a way this is your first novel. 
Except...
I know how you like it.
You never keep your word.
So it's whatever just turn the lights off when your finished I'm passed all this text message fighting.

 

Poetry Slam: 
This poem is about: 
Me

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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life. Keep expressing your heart.  

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