what a fucked up life ive led from the highs of losing my virginity to the lows of worrying and actually writing out a will from froggy-style sex and champagne love to alley-cat fights and alley rutting to running the streets till the sun comes up to giving away all my money to a wino with a cup from living large with my own bedroom and good friends to being virtually homeless with a slight with no end and then the ends, the two homeboys that made a lot of noise to the exultation of the doctor telling me i was fine to feeling infuriated at myself for being so stupid maybe its time to examine myself, i don't know but the way i feel right now, like some dried-out 'ho from the high of eminem, david draiman anthony kiedis and fred durst to the low of scooter ward aaron lewis and maynard james keenan just made me feel worse so i can understand how somepeople feel the twisting of the knife it isnt so-called, its my fucked-up blown to hell, shitty-ass life.
Reason for writing:
just saying.
Birth sign: Aries
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