One Last Rap

One Last Rap

A Poem by Not here

Remember when I rapped?
Remember the skills that snapped?
Remember when I could yap
and never get caught in a trap?
I guess now I'm a scrap,
just holding onto my cap,
as the winds begin to slap.
See all my raps are just wrapped
and sent to the end of the map.
There's been a very large gap
since the time that I last played.

And I promised I would stay
but I'm not sure if today
I could manage quite to say
what I need to say and slay
the fear in my mind. Okay?
I'm too much of a prey.
I want to get away.
I've gone too far astray.
I see all the decay
I'm starting to display.
And whatever say they
I have to do obey.
I do not sense ever make.
I do not rhymes ever take.
If I do not fix my brain,
I will be driven insane.
Music only helps for so long,
until comes the end of the song.
Then I'm thrown back into the throng
and driven everyday towards wrong.

This rap could go on forever
and it wouldn't make a change
cause I've lost all of my power
and I've lost my power range.
Power Rangers, Blue's Clues,
all the children's dreams.
I haven't got a Blue's Clue
what's happening to me.

And what if there is no hope?
What if I can no longer cope?
What if I've lost the only skill
that I ever held with will?


I guess this is my last battle.
I guess this is my last crown.
And while all these bars I rattle,
my soul will travel down.

I guess this is my last tap
into the strength that I once found.
I guess this is my last rap
and in it I have drowned.

I guess this is my last tap
into the lifeline I once knew.
I guess this is my last rap
and I hope it's not killed you.

© 2015 Not here


Author's Note

Not here
It doesn't come as easy, and sometimes it doesn't come at all. Good? Maybe. Bad? Maybe. Whatever it was, whatever it is, and whatever I can make it, being able to express my feelings through it saved my life sometimes. And when for 24 hours at a time the only way I knew to speak my mind was through it, rap was the piece of me I never shared, and the piece people never knew I had. Some rap is pointless, some rap is terrible, some rap is meaningful. And some rap is mine.

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I'm not a rap fan I find it grates on my ears lol but your work is excellent and everyone to their own tastes in music! Nice work written!

Posted 9 Years Ago


Not here

9 Years Ago

thanks andrew :) and if you dont like it you dont have to read it. im too lazy to remember who wants.. read more
andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

I meant rap music isn't for me but that doesnt mean its no good! Rap aside A good write expressed w.. read more
Thanks for sharing Dante. :) .... I found it inspiring

For Dante to rap
he aint need a flat cap
or dem big gold chains
To know where he's at

Now listen to this
Don't you diss
Some raps is rap
Some rap is his

yeeeeeeeah :) keep rapping Dante :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


Not here

9 Years Ago

thanks smiley face :) at least someone liked it

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