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Destruction - Reconstruction

I would like to share the destruction of my life How I sold all my dreams to a world of pain and strife I hope some youngster reads it and can clearly see That to walk down that path is no place to be I believe it all started the day I watched my mother die Devil crawled inside my mind and said, “Gods the reason why” It made it easy for him to attract me to the high To convince me that I was owed my slice of the pie I fell into a way of life or so it would seem By the age of fifteen I was cultivating green At the age of sixteen I had quite a need It was at that age I started slamming speed There I was a junkie trapped in a boy’s shell With no understanding my life had gone to hell At the age of eighteen I wanted to live fatter So I took a giant leap up the homeboy ladder I got a girl in collage to get a professor hooked He taught chemistry and he taught me to cook At the age of eighteen I had reached my goal Never even thinking I had destroyed my soul I learned to live with the fear that I would get busted And how to deal with people who could not be trusted In my early twenties I started doing time Like the song by Johnny Cash I learned to walk the line Time is like a waterfall that forever pours It just simply never ends there always is some more As I watched it come and go time and time again I realized that I was at home caged in a pen I looked in the mirror and studied the lines in my face And actually even said out loud "worlds a better place" I had just stabbed a man left him on the floor I honestly have no idea what it was all for When it comes to regrets I have more than most I not only have my skeletons I also have my ghost Youngsters if you read this please help spread the news Life is both good and bad it's up to you to choose Can you see the miracle that is written in this rhyme? The Lord will save any soul even one like mine I reposted this poem to enter the where I come from contest

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Date: 8/3/2008 11:44:00 PM
damn....thats really all i can say. man this is REALLY good. if you dont mind id like to out it on my myspace. ill give you all the credits and everything. just write me back n let me know!! -Rebecca
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Date: 7/31/2008 10:38:00 AM
this was a great read, am hoping that these words you write will help some one. this was a fine poem.
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Date: 7/15/2008 5:21:00 PM
You have come so far, and can help so many others by sharing these words. "There are no lost souls, if hearts are open". You were so kind to comment on my poem, however, you have a much greater gift to give our fellow readers with your powerful words. Blessings.... Carrie
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Date: 7/15/2008 2:33:00 AM
Michael you have a prcious gift for this form.Rgds Brian & thanks for your welcome observations
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Date: 7/14/2008 10:01:00 PM
A powerful message. God Bless you for sharing your personal struggle with us. Phyl
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Date: 7/14/2008 8:41:00 PM
Wow, powerful poetry, great testimony! Yeah if you can reach just one lost soul, kinda take back what the devil took, that would be great, your friend, Ron
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Date: 7/14/2008 11:50:00 AM
I love your honesty. Everyone has skeletons. It sounds like you have been forgiven, I am happy for you. Terrific and personal. Great! Anne-Marie Christine
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Date: 7/14/2008 9:36:00 AM
Michael This is a amazing powerful write that will influence and change lives no doubt. To think that a poem written from one's own experiences in life could do that is a miracle in and of itself. I so admire that hun, I truly do. Here's to you and your amazing heart dear Michael. Thanks for sharing this with us. Good luck in contest. Feels like a winner to me. Love Light Truth Patricia Blessings to you and your family.
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Date: 7/14/2008 9:22:00 AM
I remember this amazing write Michael, and it still gives me chills. Good luck in the contest. It is a definite winner. Love & hugs, Shar
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