To my unspoken Valentine, I don't know how many times you've had your heart broken, nor do you know how many times I've had mine. We both know we could get out of control, so we both must be out of our minds for going into this blind, but maybe it's something we feel in the soul. I remember when we were younger, you said we'd never kiss becuz my lust had an uncontrollable hunger and you didn't want to be just another b!+@# on my hit list. I still don't know why you stood by my side, especially when you knew I wasn't shit. I cross my heart and hope to die, I apologize for all the times I had to lie just so you could sleep at night, becuz I knew if I told you the truth, you couldn't handle it. Even when you knew I was scandalous you never left me alone tho, even when my addiction grew from white girl to boy, no homo! I know I could be so negative and dark I could develop photos that would expose all these meaningless hoes, and our relationship would slowly decompose. I suppose I could just be a good dude, but you're more into a N.W.A, rude and crazy, and nobody does it better than us playboy's from the Bay. You have no idea how much I appreciate you for staying strong and even tho it took long, I really am trying to change my ways. I owe you my soul for accepting me as a man who's imperfect and for truly understanding sometimes I get weak and do dumb things that me feel worthless, but I swear to God without you I'd be completely incomplete and wouldn't know how to fulfill my purpose.. Forever Mine, My Unspoken Valentine.. -ajg
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I have to tell you something, Fredgar...(by the way, do you like Edgar Allen Poe by chance?)...anyway, back to my first thought; this is very 'Raw'. I don't mean that in a bad way. I mean it's rather 'off the sleeve', frank and to the point with a certain slang that I feel certain is so much a part of who you are that it makes the piece all the more endearing. Have you ever heard of "Slam Poetry"? This feels like rap to me...which is somewhat a kin to 'slam poetry', but perhaps a bit more rough around the edges. The rhyme and the 'off rhyme' in this is actually quite good. It surprised me. There's a certain meter that I feel when I read this aloud. So do you rap? Because this really feels like rap and I think you could perform this piece!
Gone Girl