Idk how to write.
Yeah,
I've been playing the beat on repeat
Words stuck at the back of my mind
now they poking through my skin
clouding my vision-that's a cataract
rising from my gut and
i cough till i spit- that's an attack
blood spills, the colors be red blue and green
now that's a vivrant thing
now i'm choking on meaning
so in goes Qtip and out comes
lines in rhymes and silly words
now the emotions are in motion
i swear there's a witch inside of me
brewing my thoughts like a potion
oh wait- she's my ex
how she climbed in that's a mystery
bullet wounds, holes in my lung
the air i breathe flows through two ends
unfiltered ideations, needing no explanation
i gulp it in and shit it out or spit it out
what's the difference?
Something wrong with this poem?
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