Missing You Brandon

Man I can't believe that you're gone

I would give anything for you to be home

This shit is really getting to me

I can't believe this happened to you B

I'm going to miss talking you to sleep

While you pretend the phone in the bed is me

Boy you said some of the funniest things

I swear I'm going to miss when my phone rings

The day that I found out you were gone

I got a text on my phone

It said he died last night

And I instantly knew something wasn't right

 So I jumped on Facebook to see

And there it was confirmed by your family

I cried for a few days

You touched me in a big way

I wish you could come back to me

I'm truly going to miss you B

Missing You Brandon by Yanee Brinks is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.

Hey DJ!

You promised me the stars and the moon

Said that it would all come soon

Then you fucking ghosted me

Bruh you didn't have to promise me a family

You could have delivered the dick 

I would have been fine with that shit

But nah you played games

Drove me insane

Trying to figure out what I did to you

Boy I did nothing but be true

I would have preferred we just fucked then

We didn't even have to be friends

Just pull up and pull it out

Let me put it in your mouth

Or let me put it in mine

Then fuck me good and blow my mind

But you passed up on all of that

You fucked up and that's a fact

You shitted on a good chick

Guess you wanted a raggedy bitch

This is my farewell

I hope that our book sells well

I hope this poem reaches you

So that you can see this for yourself, FUCK YOU! 

 

Hey DJ! by Yanee Brinks is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.