Playing a Game Against The Dark

 

Jackie is your name, and in this life you played a game

 

When you would lose, mentally you got bruised

 

And light began to not shine through

 

 

 

Darkness prevailed and you wanted to know the truth

 

Why is darkness coming as a figure chasing you

 

Then you figured out what darkness means to you

 

 

 

You found out darkness had two meanings

 

People use it for different reasons

 

One as described color and one as describing others  

 

                                                                                                                                                   But Jackie let's look at the true definition

 

You use the word dark to describe your past begging for materialistic things that you never had

 

Is this not true?

 

do you need proof?

 

Well go look at the mirror

 

you were trying to cover up your dark scars that are glued to you

 

 

 

So let's go back to your color

 

You were dark your entire life and you will be forever

 

So you blamed it on your own mother

 

At a predominately white school your fellow students who were supposed to be uplifting,

 

would be your worst enemy and would knock you down

 

so you could drift off the path while your playing

 

 

 

In elementary school they would single you out and would attack you

 

They would get encouraged by other students and never got in trouble when they did

 

In middle school it didn't get better

 

Throughout your teenage years students got stronger and more bitter

 

So you fell in the wrong crowd of people because they made you feel bigger

 

You found yourself doing the wrong thing; smoking weed, stealing this

 

not looking good for your long college wish list

 

Did it make you feel any better or did it just make you feel sick?

 

Now you regret it but when it happened

 

you never looked back and did it

 

 

 

The  high school round became harder

 

people began to call you the N-word and they they said you were a mistake

 

Always playing the games saying that they would end your life today

 

 

 

So you fought setting a bad example for your sister but,

 

By the time you realized fighting wouldn't accomplish anything

 

it was too late because you were put in a place that was a disgrace

 

 

 

Now you were wearing orange, sitting on a chair talking to your mother

 

through a window as she wipes her tears

 

            You needed to change and when you got out of jail that what you did,

 

removing your personal blockage

 

 

 

So as you grew older, you went far

 

Seeing who you had become made your mother proud

 

 

then your realized that you wouldn't have to cover your scars because they make you who you are

 

 

 

                                                An individual who have won the game against the dark

 

 

 

 

                                                                                                                                       

 

 

 

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