Stone Berries

Life has taken advantage of me

Karma is coming to me

It’s starting to wear and tear me apart

Like I’m a piece of gum

Spit me out when I get old and sour

I’ll stick to the next person that comes, and they will get annoyed

Soon I’ll be unemployed

 

I should’ve listened to mommy and daddy

I would’ve been living comfortably, but I chose to walk away

I can see myself living on the streets

Everyone is throwing stone berries at me

 

Try hard to finish school

But, it’s hard going, when no one wants to see you

I cry myself to sleep everyday

The picture frame is empty, like my mind and heart

Or so people say

 

I want to grow up and drive my car

And keep driving till I run out of gas

And I’ll stay, by an ocean bay, hopefully not an alley way

 

I wish I could travel back in time

Tell myself, please do not cry

Everything will be okay

I wish I had the affection that I deserved

A simple hello when I walked through the door

But everyone chose to throw stone berries at me

 

Trying to live life, trying to make it right

But, everyone uses the past to ruin the future

Yes, I have made mistakes

That doesn’t mean I haven’t from them

 

I wish I can say that, I wish I had the confidence

I wish I could start over, I wish I had my life back

 

They told me to go school, I didn’t

They told me to listen, my ears weren’t listening

They told me to have confidence, I was speechless

Everyone threw their stone berries at me

They have brought down once again

 

I’ll probably grow a stone berry tree, from the ones they left

I’ll use those berries to tell them all my story

This poem is about: 
Me

Comments

TamingOfSeaWolves

hello

 walk though the doors that you dare not to people say when one door closes a new one opens but sometimes both close. thats simply when we must look around us, at the rooms and people with you. sometimes the people Are the next door, and other times you must look at yourself, some will try to break you but do not let them, show them how wrong they are. just try, because they want to see you falter as they throw things at you, just remember that those they try to tear down are usually higher up than them 

listen to Facter eight~ the beginning

and, goodluck

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