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Light in the Dark

  • Mar 10, 2018
  • 1 min read

Voices in my head, voices in my head

T

alking

Walking through my brain, walking through my brain

Caution.

06, I'm eight years old and I catch my momma cryin

jUst a young kid in the house and I’m creeping downstairs spying

Trynna comprehend what it means to have a broken heart

Saw my momma go through a divorce

now i move smart

Dont get me wrong, I still love my pops though

I just learned to figure n**gas out

as i go

Just like wine , I sip slow

Discovered my dukes mistakes 

now i know 

give more than you take, know my worth or hit the skates, and love; love more than you hate

Cause having a good heart is all it takes

AnD I dont say this for no pity party

I just do this writing stuff as a hobby 

God given talents and I thank him so 

I'll put my soul in it

until I 

Go

 
 
 

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