Now you know The depths of depravity A man will go For love of his progeny
If you’re satisfied with yourself And the world you live in, Is that your cue To start again?
I’d like to find someone That celebrates my self Except this life’s taught me You can’t trust no one else They see your loving charms
Whether you want To face it or not I’m still your dad Both of our faults I chose the you
You hurt me so bad And though I have the right I still care enough To not turn out the lights
I don’t write poems for poets Flowery language, indulge us I break it down With a simpler sound And anything more would be less
When they say “Two wrongs don’t make a right.” What I hear is “Don’t confuse justice with spite.…
Chose a path Not like the rest Takes a strength That can’t be matched But...
I stretch your being You respond with shocked intrigue Sparks dance in-between
I crave the things I like And not the ones I don’t If that makes me an addict, then Apologize I won’t
I guess I write poetry I just vomit my soul onto paper I don’t know what else to call it but, poetry
There’s shit on your face You just threw up in your mouth Couldn’t be cuter
You create yourself Then see better solutions Cue evolution
I gave a shit But you didn’t Next time around You’ll be the clown
You’ve always been ahead the curve And paradise awaits your nerve To hold on fast and never swerve From the sweet path of nature’s ve…