What it's like

Insight on my methods.

I've had some ask me,
Where my poems come from,

My poems are from within,
They are always done.

But to write like me,
You gotta fight like me,

I'd even say you gotta live,
Life like me,

You got to know drugs, sex,
Guns, knives, lives, wives, love, money, death,
Pain, blood, crime,

When you've gone to the max,
No friends to send you a fax,

Free fall and trying to look back,
But you always have trouble listening to tracks,

Once you've gotten to the cliff,
When you've nearly fallen,

When your love grabs your hand and keeps you aloft,
But decides not and lets you drop.

Then you might know what it's like...
Yea... you just might know what it's like.

Reviews

[Emily Harrison]

I really like your poems. They are amazing. Your poems feel like they come from a deep pain inside.
No one can really know What it's Like, you alone walk in your shoes, but thank you for letting it out in poetry.

[Glen Yumang Manese]

It's hard to step into another person's shoes...
yet you create this without revocation...
spilling it all out in the open...

[Holly]

You inspire me so much, especially with this poem. It shows how even the hardest of times can be used as a muse. Please keep writing and stay strong :)