So this poem is pretty personal, but I wanted to share it because I want people to know that there is hope and that bad things are going to happen but its only a matter of how you deal with it and how you keep going no matter how hard it gets. Hope yal like it. Six months clean from the blade, Thank God my scars are beginning to fade. It’s been a struggle but i’m glad to say i’m okay. I’ve lost many, Friends, family, even my sanity. Many times I wanted to die, Seemed like the only option, But it was only a lie. I’d wear this mask to disguise my agony, Never letting people in, Never facing reality. Many things I wish I never did, But I was young, I was only a kid. Many things I wish would escape from my memory, Times my life was in jeopardy, Even memories all the way back to elementary. Heartbroken and insecure, Ditched and unwanted, They so disrespectful and immature, But I continue to endure. And through the tears, And through the pain, I’m still here, I’m still sane.
Posted on: Sun, 23 Nov 2014 04:26:08 +0000
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