Lost In-Love

  LOST IN-LOVE
 
I use to lust a lot of females they weren’t the right kind 
Is love really worth it or is it a waste of my time 
I fell in love with the streets it was the only option  to eat 
my mind and soul started  to drift leaving my shadow behind in the hard times of the streets 
I lost my heart beat lost a lot of brothers from drugs and crime got me saying this love shit is a waste of time I grew up in the hood with a bunch of no goods who all had dreams to succeed but I was the only one retrieved by god who lifted me away from crime that got me interested into 
books that gave me a better look on life the will to fight to be somebody in life 
The love of basketball kept me from getting involved with guns this love helped me survive the slums 
This love kept me involved with life trying to live an exceptional life 
I have a lot of  gifts but been trenched punished put into a ditch left for dead 
I cant be stopped nor tormented 
I had found myself becoming a man trying to find love for myself that will die trying to receive the wealth
 
BY: Donald Robinson 
This poem is about: 
Me
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