When I Die

by Jaired Smokeyday - Aries

When I'm dying let me die
I wanna rest in peace
When it happens Don't cry - Please!
No Grief
I'll be atta Betta Place
No stress No Beef
Cos I'll always be a killer or some other thing
Maybe be arrested sooner fo what the drama brings
They Say Home is where the heart is
Then why they say they love you when they really cold hearted
every day I cut my heart out with a knife
It comes back and I do it again
Thats my life
My dad said he never grew me up To be a Thug
But there I was
Standing over a man losing all his Blood
Blacked out
Hatred in my eyes
Never realized how much weight it would bring me
In my life

Birth sign: Aries
Date created: 2008-05-02 10:56:23
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:47:09
Poem ID: 71789

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