I write about my life and the trials that I go through. I really am an amateur. I've never considered myself as a poet, but I'm excited to share my novice poetry with the world.
I am not guilty.
I was healthy.
I was happy.
You hurt me.
You took my self-worth.
I saw the abuse
I saw you push her
The bad feelings were real
I felt the abuse
I felt the pain
I am trapped in this disease,
I can’t be free,
it says you do you and I’ll do me
I try to escape to see the light
I don’t know who is wrong and who
I reach out my hand, you refuse to
you push me over the edge,
head first, I fall into oblivion,
you’re not listenin’.
You’re mingling inside your own mi