Pen in hand, paper on desk
But I can’t find words that express
My insides churn, my outsides shaken
I get flashes of the pills I had taken
Not much time left so I need to start
Let my soul take control; write from the heart
She knows I love her but ill make it clear
With whispery words written in her ear
To sing it to her, I won’t be there
But as she reads, my voice she’ll hear
My mind going blank, my paper is not
But I can’t continue, I lost my thoughts
Fall on the floor with sweet pictures in my head
Her face repeats with love…
goes black…
I’m dead
Yeah, it was short but dope as hell, definatly one of the best poetic pieces ive seen written while ive been here, props to Kapone and Varentao for nominating this as a legend piece, it was dope. Nice piece Tik. .
