Peoms - Precious Scott (love letters to the dead .TXT) 📗

Poems of random stuff

 

Life

I have made many simple but stupid  mistakes

I treat my life as if it was a corny and unnecessary big joke

And it is filled with alot of lies

But for the moments that I finally awake

And that I look up at the blackjack oak

  I realize what I have done I will get my shiny prize

 

 

Drugs

I know that I am addicting, and you use me all the time

I make you do things that are considered a crime

You get convicted for an homicide

And when you get out, you are unqualified

You run the city with no place to call home

Instead of somewhere to go, you just stay in the street and rome

No one will be there to love you

Except for me and your addicted crew

There are only a few that get truly sober

But the addicted stay loners.

 

 

Another day is gone

Bye bye and so long

Crying about the memories that I had before

During the time we had

Everything was grand

Forgetting about the people that cause you pain.

Giving you one last look

Hating that we are apart

I still have your scent on my pillow

Jumping up and down when I see your face

Keeping your picture close

Living my life without you is hard

Mmmm the days it rained he made

Nestle hot chocolate  in the cold

Opening his arms to me

Playing in raining and being wild

Quitting to retire to his house

Remembering this makes me tear up

Sitting up in the cold without your warmth

Together we were strong

United we were defined

Very little things bothered us

Without you I alone

Xerxes was your name

Your name was precious and our

Zesty adventurous life is done

 

 

Candy

You’re always sweet and tasty, you make my mouth water.

That’s why I made it my own alma mater

But the candy that I like you will need some spring water

 

 

Weddings

It’s supposedly the most happiest

day of  a bright middle-aged woman's life

But, for mine it was dark and gloomy night

I think I have  was a curse, bad things always happen

Pretty, Beautiful, nice, honest and fair are what?

it is alway me that have the bad luck

 

 

War

Why is there a bloody battle on every field we see

can’t we get along and be one

But, I don’t think we should do this all the time

the blood of the indecent that have been spilt

and the things that we had fought about is worthless

and to the province we go to die

 

 

Nightmares

laying down in bed tossing and turning

and I can’t fall asleep

knowing that if I do that I might not wake up again

 

 

Natural things

The world is filled with a wonderful things

And what spring brings

all the beautiful birds that chirp

glad we don’t have a usurp

 

 

Fire

Fire is living it breathes and eats like us

But, we cast you out like you are not wanted

Cause in life they are the same

And they die just like us in the end

 

 

School

One of the most worst time of a childs live

we fight and struggle though this time

although we need to go through this part in are life

we all have to go through high school

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Publication Date: 11-22-2013

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