Reasons Why

written 08/09/16

So much disappointment,

So much hate,

So much lies,

So many things that I'm afraid.


I seek to punish,

I seek to find pain,

 I seek to feel alive,

I find that I've died.


I'll keep it hidden,

I'll keep it safe,

I'll keep it clean,

I'll let no blood stain.


I am so sorry,

I am not ashamed,

I am living dead,

I'll be okay


I scratch to feel,

I scratch to burn,

I scratch to live,

I dig to remember.


 I'm sorry I did it,

 I'm sorry I'm weak,

 I'm sorry I started,

 I apologize I'm not what you want me to be.

This poem is about: 
My family
My community


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