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I will not say I’m coming back…
I already been through that…
Say I am making a return, and then career fades to black…
I am here to just get this weight that been sitting heavily on my chest…
It been awhile, so bear with me as I try my best…
As I sit here and look back on past poems I written…
Trying to pinpoint the one thing I been missing…
Reading and rereading poems makes my heart start skipping…
But I realized what happen, I abandoned the style that gave me this name…
I abandoned the passion I once had for this game…
Damn, what a shame…
I was trying too hard to fit in…
Making it harder for a poem to get written…
Making it harder for me to want to write…
Now look at the future that was once so bright…
This all does not seem right…
This is all too hard to digest…
That I gave up when I was at my best…
I was poetry’s Michael Jordan…
Now I am just poetry’s Ben Gordon…
I was once the All-Star, but not I am just a bench warmer…
I use to be the leading scorer…
Now I just keep the bench warm for the next man….
Damn…
I still cannot comprehend this, or maybe I just do not want to understand…
Maybe I just do not want to accept the facts…
I’m just not ready for that…
Thanks for allowing me to vent my inner emotion…
I just needed it to be known I lost my devotion…
