broke
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Sitting in front of the door with the tears streaming down my face,
Knowing that there is no way that I can get out of this dark place.
Just as I thought things were turning around, life decides to take a turn,
I used to go to the bar on Sundays
Because I knew you wouldn’t be there
Because I knew it would be safe
Safe from the sight of that smile
You hit me hard
You played your cards
You broke a glass
And caught the shards
you broke my heart
tore it apart
You left me here
Nowhere to start
So the story goes
I’m sorry that I couldn’t make you happy
I’m sorry that I can’t make myself happy
I’m sorry that happiness isn’t a language I speak
But I loved you
I’m sorry if I pushed you away
I've done all the work. I've tried to do everything right.
I graduated high school at 16, and college at 20. Here I am in grad school nearly begging for money.
Materialstic things portray valuables and possessions
I went from rags to riches
And learned life's lessons
Get rich or die trying, some said
But that's not factual to me
Got money but want to be dead
Boy joy I love you all
Haters losers and bald headed dolls
Sexy maxi taco won't melt
Caughing in my coffin I must have benched
Swing around da posy all these hoses nosy
ONE DAY A STORM CAME
IT DESTRYOED THE ENTIRE CITY
THE CITY WHICH WAS ONCE KNOWN AS THE CITY OF LIGHTS
THE STORM BROUGHT HATE
THE STORM BROUGHT TEARS
THE STORM BROUGHT BETRAYAL
ONE DAY THE STORM LEFT
You broke my trust
Now you've lost me
I won't come back
I won't call
I tried
And you lost me
We won't talk
We won't be friends
You won't be anything to me
You lost me
His chest was a battlefield. Logic v.s Fear. His chest tightened with every step that he let mark Walk from. His body a rickashay of bullets. Rattled by Marks earthquake steps. Silence is more defining than Erwin Screams.
Darling, I want to love you the only way I know how -- like a broke college kid.
are you the reason i left?
are you the reason i dropped everything?
are you the reason my heart was shattered?
yes you are
you ripped my heart out of my chest
you put it through a blender
You’ve been accepted
College, university
What’s a student loan?
The first two years here
I used to live in a world
of freshly squeezed laundry,
Himalayan pink salt on Atlantic salmon,
and thermostatic, triple jet showers.
But now I live in a world
of re-worn t-shirts, mouldy
My highest aspirations
The ones I hope no longer to be dreams
Threatening with apparitions
Visible and dark beams
Coming to induce fear or perhaps redeem
Sweeping away the emptiness
Rainbows have so many colors like all the people in the world
rainbows are clean like soap which we appreciate
we should be like the rainbow because the rainbow is bright
the rainbow is wide and diffrent
forced and false
fake will fall
you must be real
to withstand at all
because smiles won't get you through hard times
but peace and prayer through this upward climb
stand in line
I saw
The shadows feed
I fall
Finally cut too deep
I call
Out can't you see?
I'm flawed
So from the heart I bleed
I'm lost
Give up I'm finally beat
They killed
Slam
The doors crash shutThe lights flicker ofThe flesh escapes.
Slam
The tears roll downThe face turns redThe heat boils up.
Slam
Money is such an issue
So much so I may need a tissue
As I try to make good grades and pass my classes
I have to worry about the assets that I can grab at
Staring into space
Troubled, confused,
BROKEN.
There is no future left
Shattered into millions of pieces
Like Prince Rupert's Drop.
This is what was believed by many
Yet, tis not true
I feel it coming like a wave
about to crush me.
the pain of having nothing.
All these worries to worry about
I get all strung up and i wanna pull my hair out.
I'm always stressed.
I go to work to get a paycheck
I have dreams!
Got good grades in high school because I studed every night, damn!
Parents want me to go to colege to get educated and get a better job
If time could freeze and our hearts melt into one
Sparks of spontaneity signify something has begun
But fate is at our door and grief is waking us in our bed
Desperation is pushing us towards the cliff
Young love,
A terrible trap,
From the life twisting heartache,
To the unfufillable promises,
But who could blame such naive adolescents?
If people on the telly can fnd live, why can't I?
One word and I’m all yours
But you don’t even know it
Bring on these confusing thoughts
And how I know I’m getting ahead of myself once more
I think of a future
Even though our friendship has just begun
I am a lover of words, of prose, of poetry
Something about the way the vowels and consonants create varying
Syllables that ebb and flow, forming something beautifully aureate
There’s a fire burning within
Fueled by pure sin
Tormenting thoughts and soundless cries
Reminiscing on each of his lies
I remember when they told me to hit the books, pick up a pen
Bet they didn't think it would cost me a fortune back then
They say the world revolves around money.
I think that you don't need money to be happy,
but in order to be happy you have to be set financially.
The world is too cruel to those who have nothing,
"I like curly haired women."
"Black women are loud."
"Why aren't you open to new experiences?"
"You shouldn't wear weave."
I think I have just about had it with these young black men.
Who do you think you are?
“Your parents make too much money”, the government states and that’s the first thing wrong with financial aid
My parents make enough money to survive and pay bills but I’m not a rich kid who can pay so let’s be real
Steal from me. Poke fun at me. Follow me...whatever. Deep down I know inside my own self is better. You broke me. You scorned me. Over time I learned to adore me. It takes time and it takes courage but in the end I it has been worth it.
