It's been quite sometime since we've been together;
my mind and my body are amazingly better.
We had a track record of about 15 years,
I must have cried myself a river of tears.
I met all your home boys before I met you,
Budweiser, Nicotine and Mary-Jane too.
They said that you were the King and
that nothing compared.
I could hardly wait to meet you and then;
I was double dared.
The moment I felt you flow through my vein,
I knew my life would never be the same.
Things started out slow and I thought "You're Alright"
But, the first time I couldn't find you my heart was
strangled by fright.
Looking back I must have looked like a clown,
as I desperately chased you all over town.
You became my best friend through thick and thin.
I now live to cheat, steal and lie; the epitome of sin.
You left me for dead numerous times,
Stupid of me to believe all your lame lines.
You can keep that perfume that you bought me,
It honestly smelled like death.
The wardrobe you bought me proved
that I was a total wreck.
Fear-Gear and Slim-Shady, I wore them every where I went.
I dont wear them any more, maybe I gave them up for Lent.
Now there is something I have to tell you while my throat has no lump.
This is way overdue: I Dump you Chump!
I might as well tell you that I met someone new.
When I called Him, He answered and picked me up too.
He put me in a jail cell to heal my deep wound.
The words that He spoke, made my seed of love bloom.
He told me some things that I just had to believe,
because unlike you; He's not out to deceive.
He said He was there when you left me for dead.
He said He was there when the cops had their guns to my head.
He told me He was there when I overdosed,
and my lips turned blue.
I had to believe Him because all these things are true.
I couldn't help but ask Him "how can you love me? I've been so disgusting and tough"
He said "Baby girl, I saw right through you, a diamond in the rough"
You won't recognize me when you see me in town,
I'll be that sharp lady, wearing Peace for a gown,
I got it the day The Wind blew me around.
It blew through my mind and went straight to my soul,
I'm no longer bothered by that dark empty whole.
I no longer wear that deathly aroma of dope,
The new fragrance on me is called Hope to Cope.
So, don't send out your posse`
named Guilt, Fear and Pride.
Because I know the Truth and
I tote it by my side.
Just one more thing before I peace out,
I'm saying it loud, my heart has to shout.
Thank You for the pain that brought me hard to my knees,
I love my new life and the Real King, is pleased.
This poem is my favorite so far. I have read it in public forums and the response I get is overwhelming to me. So here it is by popular demand, Dump the Chump.
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