28 March 2024
It’s been 3 years since U went home.
I’ve spent almost every day & night since then alone.
I suffer in silence cos I know no1 really cares.
In reality, its fine, I hide behind the hidden tears.
I’ve tried 2 share my pian with others 2 no avail.
In the end, it’s just some old so-called friends 4 sale.
I hope Ur happy & find peace in the afterlife.
I pretend I’m ok 2 others, how I awake each morning is just a roll of the dice.
I miss U so much; I listen 2 the voicemails U left long ago.
Just 2 hear Ur voice & lie 2 myself that my heart isn’t just broken, ya know?
1st I lost Prince, then DMX nothing prepared me 4 U would b next.
Why does God need those I like the most, I’m simply perplexed?
Perhaps He sees what I see & wants U next 2 Him.
Why can’t I come & b with U all? I’m tired of being alone & want 2 be a part of “them”
But it seems I’m not just a bad guy, but a monster!
A person no1 wants 2 be around unless its 2 take or ask 4 favors that benefit only them.
My phone only rings now when folks have a need that’s 4 sure.
I take all the blame, after all I made this life.
It’s no wonder why no woman wants 2 b with me or b my wife!
I’m not tall, dark, handsome, or rich.
I’m not super outgoing, I don’t make 6 figures not even close 2 6’. So I can’t even trip.
Women prefer what they do & that’s not me.
I just have 2 find peace in walking alone cos that’s just how it will be.
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