PoemsBrowse PoemsSlamsFresh DropEchoes
LearnWriting TipsPoetry TermsPoets & ArtistsBooksFor Teachers
ExplorePoetry GenomePoem MapEchoesTake ActionGroups
AboutWrite a PoemDonateSign UpLog In

From Present To Past


Almost burned in the fire Didn't feel the burn, but I got the marks Generations getting higher and higher We left the atmosphere without any talks I find the mistakes that I've made That followed me from then to today And all the consequences that I've payed It swallowed me whole, still the same The way that I listen when they talk Like I don't want to hear it anymore It gets tiring when some one complains To the points where I find myself walking out the door Hitting my heart with hurtful words I never thought that old blows would actually hurt But I still listen up with both my ears If we had a chance to go back, I think i'd be first Decades passing me Rapidly So fast that the time zone is trapping me Go back to the future, happily And find out that's not where you're meant to be See we spend all our time trying to change the world But the paste that we're at Is a little fast And u cant change the life of every boy and girl We scared that our kids are going to be worse than this Just because it's so much negative No one see's the positive But if we went back in time We'll have faith in it And maybe we can win this race if we stay in it Stop speaking and start spraying it Because people don't listen if you're nonchalant You have to make it true and spit it from your heart I never regretted at the end but.. I always hesitate before i start Sixteen, ages will change in one month Sixteen, an age with no trust More trust, really, where will that get us That's all we beg for Who's going to give us? It seems like nobody's there to listen We say we from 96 n everybody's dissing But back from the future Everybody's wishing To be apart of something bigger than generations Travel Through time Your place and mine We share the same place, can that be a sign? Age left my body n found me again I hid from my problems n they found me again On my way back I found me a friend Like a mirror image of someone with the same wishes What a surprise in my eyes I showered in my truth but i drowned in my lies Back to the present Where everybody's present And for the people who didn't make it From Jah that is a present Because the world is crazy And its hard to live in it And I must be a warrior if i'm still living it For everybody who still in Who wish they can have a fill in Somebody to take their place so they can experience a different feeling And when i'm finally gone I'm going to miss it, I must admit it But i'm too strong for me to actually quit it So i'm going to stick through Sorry if I stick you I have to spit too Sorry if it gets you My poetry only stay true That's how I survive Through the words that I speak And the look in my eyes I live to enjoy Even if i cant get the past back But when i think of it... Sorry, I lost my train of thought.
©All Rights Reserved

Something wrong with this poem?

Share

Replies are closed for this poem.

Dominic17

Dangerously Poetic.

View all poems →

Your Poem's Voice

See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.

Comments (0)

No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.

Log in to leave a comment.