Poem -
Tired
I'm so sick of this struggle. Working all week, just to get a lil bundle.
I bust my ass, and though it's looking bad.
I wouldn't change a thing from my past.
There are those who've given up on me.
Who've helped to try and break my wings.
I'm still me, still being all I can be.
I'm never alone, with my friends at my side.
I'll sit back, and enjoy this solo ride.
See home is where you make it, not a place where they see you fake it.
True till the day we die, that's how family rides.
Homie I'll give you my life, because I know you're by my side.
Enjoying our time homie, ride or die.
Written by: Mark Anthony Gonzalez. 11/26/16
Like 1 Pin it 0
Support CosmoFunnel.com
You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal.
Comments
Ride or die!!..... sometimes it's friends that get us through ........sometimes it's a homie that is there because that's ALL you've got.......... just remember you're a man of your own mind......... and you'll wind up with the best damn friends on the planet........ families sometimes start that way......... cool write brother poet!!.......ALL STARS!!....... well done MARK!........LOVE and ROCKETS!........T xo. ?☀✴✳
Thank you, one day I will be able to help even those I don't know. Everyone needs a hand up when they fall down. It's tough to live in this world, just to pay greedy people to keep a home. I lost mine because every time I paid rent, it was raised without notice, every time by $10 to $20. Oh well, God has better plans.
~Mark~