a Poem.

Steaming mad,
I have a lot less patience than I seem to have,
Run amuck and throw a pen followed in two behind a notepad,
Sometimes people are the worst thing I ever had,
Seeming like my back is the one thing they haven’t stabbed,
Seeming like my dreams are the one thing they haven’t grabbed,
Seems like they’re own shit is the one thing they haven’t blabbed,
May not have swung fully but it’s clear that they threw a jab,
Like shit didn’t work the first time but I know you sure do wish it had,
Then hit me up when sorry’s the one thing that you haven’t said,
Like “no worries and thank you for all the times that you wished me dead”,
I think it’s best if for now I go at it alone instead and stick with the few people who love me and haven’t fled,
Like when you made me toss my new mattress so you could keep your bed and all the times the truth is the one thing I wish you said,
Life is clear to me and I know just how to get ahead,
Like when people say “damn that’s the dopest shit that I ever read”,
So fuck all of that noise I’m gonna stick with this shit instead,
And get through the pain because what’s worth having for which you haven’t bled,
Sit back and recline like you’d think that I was getting head,
Bringing sexy back to the times before Britney Kevin-Fed,
Keep on killing it till the time I finally kill it dead,
Better than fucking over my friends just so I could get ahead,
I’ll be done with dreaming when I see Wilma is done with Fred,
I’ll probably still have even more shit to say about it long after I’m dead.

And until that day I now I’ll make it eventually,
Even it if it takes me the better part of eternity I’ll only give them the best of me and constant returns from what I’m trying to do creatively,
And just keep the attitude like as shit was a certainty,
And make it like words can truly impact a whole society,
And make a difference in the world - even if it’s grammatically,
The things that I create are to help to see with more clarity,
And I’ll just be pumping shit out like a poetic factory,
They’ll be waiting on the day when they finally see the last of me.