I had a girlfriend that i believed in I had homies next door doing up tattoo's and always wanting to smoke some dope I had a Homie at home that I trusted and believed I had the hustle going, Life was good Than homie at home Lies about my homegirl / Girlfriend Than snitches on me to the cops And they look real hard for me But couldn’t find me I MOVED Now I'm in a place Where nobody knows where I'm at Just sitting Remincin All my good times I had Everything that was good I still Remember What its like to have a girl to be with each night, To talk to, to chill with, and Hold through the night. And how it is to go next door, chill wit the homeboys, and get some ink work happening And how it is to sit home, slanging dope, without going nowhere, Unless I need to Reload. All the memories The value of each relationship I had with Each Individual, I cherished With every day that passes, there’s something in it that reminds me of home Now here I am Sad as fuck But still keeping my head up Waiting for that day I can come back home I woke up with Tears flowing from my eyes this morning In my dream I outlived all my friends Everyone I know now... gone I felt a loneliness That only God could make you feel And I woke the fuck up Cuz I realized how fast life changes Not to long ago I spent my last moments with my homegirl / Girlfriend And the next moment I was on my way to a place Where not even a she knows exactly where I will be Just Value your relationships and Friendships Cuz one day you could be gone And may never come back
Reason for writing:
Betrayal, not being able to trust anybody, Tears, dreams, actually believing God is telling me something. The last poem wrote, Because I wanted to share a reason too. And plus I don’t have my homegirl around anymore that I can just talk to. I miss what I had, truly do, I miss Homegirl cuz I had a real healthy Relationship with her, I never mistreated her like I would to someone I disliked. Or some trick, she was one of the few that actually had my respect. I can’t finish my tattoo's cuz my parlor is there and I’m here Hours and hours away from him. I can't look at this one bitch the same cuz she totally fucked me over just cuz she wanted to be with me. And She knew how much I liked my homegirl, She just thought about her damn Cunt instead of my feelings, or What would happen to me and a homie, or about my homegirls feelings. Even from the start she was like don’t do my Girl wrong she says. And I Never not because of what she said but because I liked her lots. and she was allowed to do her wrong. Hypocrite.
Birth sign: Aries
You need to log in to edit this poem if it is yours.
View more poems by Jaired.