Crown

Crown 

I'm disappointed of myself
I don't know how I got here
I don't seem to be able to change
no matter the sea of tears
I keep doing the same
hurting whoever is near
I'm feeling so ashamed
I want to dissapear...

I sit here daily to write
without knowing what to say
I don't know who I want to reach
I don't know what I need to learn
I keep saying that I am better
but that is just bull
when I have to do it again
I make the same mistakes...

And i don't have that much time
to figure all of this out
before I can fix my life
I am not going to be around
and what am I going to bring
with me to the ground?
all the people I've hurt
for having been born with a thorned crown.

Jessica
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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McBride  Avatar
February 11, 2023 at 7:08 AM
So I find this law at work: Although I want to do good, evil is right there with me. For in my inner being I delight in God’s law; but I see another law at work in me, waging war against the law of my mind and making me a prisoner of the law of sin at work within me. What a wretched man I am! Who will rescue me from this body that is subject to death? Thanks be to God, who delivers me through Jesus Christ our Lord! Romans 7:21?-?25 NIV
Carrasco Avatar
July 17, 2023 at 2:28 AM
I was abandoned as a child, so I grew up with this feeling of being a bad person, cuz when a child doesn't receive the right explanation for the things adult ppl do, they tend to blame themselves...I'm working my pain and find the goodness in me...it has taken me a lot of tears, a lot of time, a lot of painting and millions of poems...thanks for your comment...
Elless Avatar
February 11, 2023 at 6:19 AM
Jessica, it takes two to Tango, it is a give-and-take thing. Sometimes we don't choose wisely. Best Wishes.
Carrasco Avatar
May 4, 2023 at 1:00 PM
When I wrote the poem I couldn't see what you say...now I do...it hasn't always being just me...thanks for your words...they mean a lot to me...
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