suffer
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With all the suffering and fighting
And all the pain in this world
You left this earth
And despite all of the broken dreams
Despite all of the struggles and burdens
Despite all of the weight of this world
I'm sitting here at war with myself.
Part of me is wondering what I bother for.
The other part is begging to heal.
But I can't determine which is real,
Or which entity I feed.
They say to be whole, you need to have faith.
To truly find God,you need to find grace.
What they forget to share, in your crusade to pass,is that the road to heaven is paved.
With broken glass.
You are the wind
which batters the trees
hitting harder and harder
while I fall with ease
You are the thunder
which shatters the silence
screaming louder and louder
destroyed my defense
You are the wind
which batters the trees
hitting harder and harder
while I fall with ease
You are the thunder
which shatters the silence
screaming louder and louder
destroyed my defense
Swinging on a flower petal, I
Wrap my legs around it’s thighs and cry
Welted and darkened stares
Lost in the huge world of Anywhere.
Across the ocean I sat alone
On a petal rested and untold,
I am lifeless.
A heart without a beat.
A body without a soul.
A face without a smile.
Ripped of my innocence and left with the empty shell of who I used to be.
my jealousy fuels a fire, uncontrollable,
devastatingly beautiful.
it eats every ounce of fresh air.
a rage builds inside.
almost to sweep me away,
but leaves me dangling on dreams
I am not a poet,
And when I do I try,
I put myself down,
And give up every time.
I am not a poet,
Though I would like to be.
I find I can never express
My feelings accurately.
How could you leave a woman
Standing in the cold
Sleeping all alone with no one there to hold
How could you leave a woman
to struggle all by herself
And offer no help
How could you leave a woman
What if i told you there is hope?
What if I told you there is an end?
Would you believe me?
A suffering child shall not cry.
A suffering child shall not let a tear run down their cheek to stain the soft brown skin that child was once felt comfortable in.
Baby Girl!!
What are you doing?!!
Do you care about your life?
Being a mother isn't easy
Being a single mother is harder
Being a single, young mother is damn near impossible.
Blind, Oblivious, Bastards
I see you all, I hear you all, I know you all
You do not see me, you do not hear me, you do not know me
You speak loud words of nothing
Pain throughout my body,
Legs, back and feet.
Oh god this hurts, what did I do?
Nothing works,
Not heat nor ice, pills or massage.
Sigh, just let this suff'ring end.
