Puddles

Thanks to them I did it.
Thanks to them I don't fear it.
Thanks to them I don't hear it.
Thanks to them I now cheer it.

There was a time in my past where I hated myself.
I always point the blame on myself.
Contradicted my best because I cared about the words coming from the rest.
I settled for less failing every test.

Mama said if they talking that's something good ,
cuz if they talking that means you got them shook
Shaking right where they stood.
Don't let em ruin your mood
I promise girl you good.

Sharp pain in my chest, feeling like I'm bout to die.
Didn't know what to do so I started to get high.
They look at me and think I'm shy and have no problems, but little do they know every night I cry.

Thankfully I had my friends to make the pain end.
With my demons I had to make amends.
Tell the lord I'm sorry for my sins.
Let go of the less and I the good finally begins.
Like a streak I finally win.
I'm a better person I cant pretend.
I'm finally comfortable in my own skin.

I have my family, my friends and a few mentors along the way. Thanks to y'all I'm seeing better days.
I overcame the puddles.
Like juicy fruit I burst my haters bubble.
My mind is stronger yoy can't stop my hustle.
Now, any challenge I face I'm ready to rumble
Get back up if I'm tumble.
Through it all I stay humble.

This poem is about: 
Me

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