Marvel
Me…
“Me…”
Brothers till the end is what we were till you turned on me..
A little distraught…
I’m having wicked thoughts…
Like should I burn homie..?
Bang…..Bang…..Bang!!
What if I……
Fuck it..!
Let it ride because he killed his self…
Bang!!!
That’s mental suicide..
You and I…
At one time…
Was cool as a cube of ice..
Let death choose its night
While you pursue the flight….
Of betrayal…
We’re in the midst of a fight, who planned on losing their life…
Not me, so I came prepared…
I was gunning at you…
You was shooting back….
But what’s so funny is that…
it wasn’t about nothing…..
No Girl in between…
Nor money…
Now the heat done got turned up!
and that brother shit melted away quickly…
Slowly….
Drifting…
Shifting to the old me…
Even the New me is screaming!
No peace..
@#$% him grab the piece…
Load the chamber…
One of us have to bite the dust..
The arms of trust had been dismembered…
As you ignite your hate and I stare down the barrel of faith…
My heart beat pounded…
Bombom…..Bombom…..Bombom…
No where to run…
No where to go…
He got me cornered point blank I can’t escape..
My life flashes before my face…
Even our recent past..
Toasting our wine glasses to the good life we once had..
Now both of us are in this predicament because of pride…
Can we let this pass..
I got my strap…
I see murder in his eyes..
So one of us will have to die…
Should I…..
Damn…Damn…Damn….
This seems all too much like a dream..
A nightmarish flick…
Stuck in one of its wicked scenes..
Unclear vision of a bloody ending..
A story of friends turn foe..
Behind the influence of nurtured hate…
His identity is no mistake…!
So vivid as my mind filters his face..
The escalating fear has risen…
Abundantly…
With the apparent reason being…
Well, because…
I now I’m realizing that the person I was beefing with was….
He was…
Well he was…
He was
Me……
A: Poetic Thought By: Marvel
“Me…” Is A Poetic Thought by: Marvel Saffold © Copyright Marlevous Thoughts 2014, All Rights Reserved.
Sponsored By: PBVI Institute