Better

Wed, 10/03/2018 - 11:13 -- Skylinn

For the longest years of my life

Your words were like a knife.

You never had a care 

About what was, "Just a dare"

Like that time you told me,

"Your just another fee."

You were supposed to be a dad.

Looking back its really quit sad

How you kicked your own "daughter" out.

You dont even remember what the fight was about.

But I do.

"Your mothers a whore"

"And you act like your four"

"Get out, there's the door"

But now that your out of my sight

I'm doing wats right.

I'm Actually going to school

And now your the fool.

Still doing drugs,

Scratching at the bugs.

Your sleeping with whoever,

Thinking about your teather

And how its oh, so cool.

But im getting better.

While im being hapy,

Your doing crappy.

While your looking for a fix,

My school work just clicks.

While your selling your truck

Im having really good luck.

While your teeth fall out

I dont have a doubt,

In my mine ill be okay.

Ill take it day by day.

Ill take a deap breath,

NOT think about death.

But instead my future,

With him or with her. 

How ill play my celo,

And always be mellow.

Ill stay away from any drug,

I wont date a thug,

Like my mama did. 

I will get rid of any negativity in my life.

Your words no longer hurt,

Ive burried them in the dirt. 

You used to have me under our thumb,

Yet you always played dumb.

Now im doing better

As I wright this letter.

Its really quit the sight

I'm starting off right. 

- Sky

Poetry Slam: 
This poem is about: 
Me

Comments

Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.
 

 

If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741