Walking Disaster

Thu, 11/08/2018 - 05:24 -- Ilymaaa

why do teardrops keep falling from my eyes, im balling just pain in disguise but through the pain i know i'll survive so i stand tall and rise, hide away from the world and avoid contact from anyone who tries, it's strange how these emotions play with our lives, ive been through the lows im just waiting on the highs, i can't measure the damange that i feel inside but if you're willing to forgive then im down to ride, the way ups a struggle but the downs a slide, many times i sat and cried, but i carry to much pride one day the fog will move aside and i will keep moving on, this is the life i was raised upon, one more time im f*** gone so long.... to many friends buried another sad song to many close calls, i just keep doing wrong, one cousin one brother one uncle buried in the dirt what am i meant to do what would you do if youd been what ive been through where you told so many lies they became true where false accusations you became use to.. there was time i use to fight til i was almost dead til i lost you, i lost me who thought decision could be so costly cause it cost me my mind, if i could just rewind i bet you i would of never turn into crime, id be living just fine maybe that day was a sign i took it as my life line never in my life time i would ever fall back in line time to stand back up tall i will not fall but the walls keep getting narrow surroundings keep getting small is this anxiety? i slip and stall, gotta keep my cool until the next time i won't slip and fall..

 

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uniquebeauty

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Ilymaaa

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