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Entitled "Breaking Up Is Hard To Do"

I know today of all days is the worst day

As the sun shines on my face

I can feel it in my bones

Something I’ve been fearful of longer than you know

It was the best of times

Surely it was the worst of times

I feel you in every corner I turn

The apartment we shared now a shell Of what we used to have

Your make up stains all my clothes

So if I lose you today I can still feel you in someway

Now the shower feels like a prison

Not having your love letter voice to cheer me up

Watching the tears fall from your face

Makes me feel like I committed a crime

The writing was on the wall

As soon as the black love Ink to our a quill

Dried up

Your love was a drug

Your presence was magic

The breakup with tragic

Always finding faults within me

My heart turns from red

To volcanic blackness

Pulling out the driveway

My demons jump out

And say hooray

It’s a pity partay

Didn’t even plan on smoking this much today

Still blunt after blunt

I know the old me is thinking enough is enough

It’s a cold world out there you better bundle up

Make sure you got that Trojan man

Armor on cause you never know what In this life might fuck you up or over

So hard for young black men to be sober

Fighting to stay alive my bloodstream

Swimming in this colt forty- five

Gravity is not my friend it’s pushing towards the end of the cliff called life

I got on my Stan Smith’s the lace’s tied tight so if I die

I’m a Levitated medicated archangel




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