My Life
Since i was 10 years old ive had things thrown in my face and ripped away.
Ive thought about suicide everyday.
I've had no one to understand who i really am.
Ive been in nothing but traffic jams.
Ive been pushed around by the people i thought i loved.
ive been kicked down from above.
ive had my only father stolen from me.
I cried and screamed hoping someone would hear my call.
knowing no one was coming at all.
I go through life knowing im not at all normal.
knowing im different then anyone could ever be.
I tried being a rebel just to fit in
Not knowing what i was doing hurt me deep within.
Ive been alone with no one to hold me and take the pain away.
Ive been the kid that every one tried to pity but i woulndt let them.
i made it through so far no idea how.
All i know is what i got now.
Ive got scars and battle wounds from countless times of battling for the lease of my own life.
Ive got hidden tormment and pain that no one can see.
Iv got nothng but grief and strife.
Ive got a fading soul from constant reoccuring tradgedies.
I'll keep marching and hold my head high.
I'll let my dreams and hopes soar to the sky.
poem by Jean Pullman
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