(so many tears by tupac is the music here) i'm tired of falling in love getting punched in the head by a velvet glove till i praise my love to the one above who seems to help them push and shove and i'm dead in the water, and my sorrow won't let my life and pride follow all my honesty is hollow, like vic morrow and my life is as one with rollo when i fall in love again god, i'm tired of getting lost, and followin' the boss god, tired of gettin'lost, followin the boss will you remember me, on september three where will you be when they dismember me on the third of the month, yes i could see what it was like for my brother's soul to be free and this is the way it has to be for to my love only i and god hold the key from A to G, and after C what will happen to me when i fall in love again god, tired of being lost, followin the boss god, tired of being lost, followin the boss so i know your place, but whats the race to get me out into my own space from drinking arsenic and old lace to not being able to look you in the face feel my body get older, like a mulder and every second my corpse gets a little colder they kept on me, a large folder and with every passing day you get bolder open the door and there is a portal i can only seem sometime immortal and the pigs who killed me, they chortle and i know the wound will be mortal when i fall in love again. (chorus, music plays to fade)
Reason for writing:
the events of the past three days led me to write this poem using the music to tupac shakur's "so many tears"
Birth sign: Aries
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