Bleed Poem by Raheem Lyttle Kiyaga

I was gonna take the time
To sit down and write you a poem
But off the would
Probably a little more,
More suitable for this type of ink.

I hot a million reasons off
The top of my head that
I could think of calling you
This cant be enough to
Put some ink that
I'm starting right here
I'll just be berief I'm
About to rattle off some of the reasons.

I knew I shouldn't go
And get another tattoo of you
On my chest, But what do I
Go and do!

Now I'm sitting here with
Your name on my heart
I cant believe I went and did
This idiotic stuff again
My next galfriend, Now her name is
Got to be her, Doubt.

If you only knew how much
I hated you
For everything you ever
Put us through
Then I'dn't be standing here
Crying over you.

You don't know how sick,
You make me,
You make me so sick,
To my heart,
Often I think of you,
I, Bleed,
You must know
Who?
You may think not you do,
But you do alot,
Everytime I think of you,
I bleed.