Lol the first 5 lines were serious they’re going to go to another poem but the rest was just something that was comin to mind



Breathe
You leave me breathless
Clutching my chest, less
Air every minute cuz I was bullet proof vest-less
You tried and resuscitate but it seems so hopeless
You did the damage
now I got baggage
cuz you couldn’t handle
the realness
So what I feel for you is nothing more or less
Than resentment I feel it cuz you chose to tres…..pass
You thought the grass was greener
Thinkin that her sh*t was meaner
But I’m the realest of the realest
N*gga the Realist
Don’t front cuz I kno that you feel this
You kno it’s tight, it’s hittin right so you miss
The realness the illness of the artist
Once you left I realized I could breathe again
Stompin on these goofies cuz they f*ckin wit my oxygen