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Son of A Crackhead Part 2

| Thursday, December 11, 2008


The anger still fills my lungs as I breathe in....
i sit there and wonder, when will she ever come in
she has been missing for 3 whole days
my mind, stomach, and strength, weaken' in so many ways
no food in the house, my brother crying, pain in his belly
sad too say, all that's in the fridge is jelly
he screams and i don't know what too do
if you haven't realized this is son of a crackhead part 2
the fruit is so black, i wouldn't feed it to a dog
i run too the door to see if she may be walking up the street?
only to see her, get knocked off her feet
I run out the door too her aid
but, by that time i reached her, blood everywhere, i stayed....
crying...feelin so empty..cause if i had checked the door a few seconds ago...
she wouldn't be laying here...yall..she would be still here ready to go
yes she is a crackhead..but this is my mother
not to be mistaken for no other
she gave her life away for a hit
now we say goodbye, my brother looks sick...
eyes close....skin pale..I've never seen her like this
she looks so peaceful...and god if u are listening...please give her a kiss....
she preferred things over her kids...that's what was said...
forever i will be s.o.c....a son of a crackhead

4 comments:

Costa said...

Thanks for posting part 2, mad love to you brother, you have talent, let the world know your struggle

supa said...

Good Work

infinity said...

very touching...

Mecca said...

Damn, thats all I can say is damn