Jeff Smith Poet Rhyme

I Am

I am A shadow That lurks on The wall that has No Home None at all But to have no home a 
Shadow would say is worst way to live out each day. 

I am The shower cap covered in rust i do not work right  but I am a must so you put up
with me for the time being until you used me all for your need.

I am an outcast who sits alone who is treated like I do not belong and goes off alone to
cry plotting his end as others laugh at me and spin wicked lies about things I've done 
making me wish i ended it with a gun.

I am the friend you once had that moved away and made you sad but said good by and turned
away as you tried to stop me and make me stay but i smile and say the words you wished to
hear all those years.

I am me a young man with hope who ends his day trying to cope with the withdraws from
drugs like dope and cry's as he chokes on his own words when he looks at you and you spit
and curve away from me and all i did was say hi to ye but it wasn't you that made me cry
it was the feeling of wanting to die to hide away from the world from those who say 
I Am a mess a nothing a no one.

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John Freeman August 8, 2009 at 11:15 PM There's a power within you jeff, have faith in that and you can accomplish almost anything. Sincerely Moses

James Marshall Goff August 2, 2009 at 8:19 PM ahhh, but now you are with friends on the soup! JEFF!!! welcome!!!! jim

Sara Kendrick August 2, 2009 at 3:31 PM Interesting writing. Sara

John Loving Iii August 2, 2009 at 3:18 PM yes you are the I Am, the god, the spirit who writes poetry through the brokeness of men. yes you are blesses with the tallent to write well about it. you express with in us all the feelings we share. not many can draw a tear from these eye's with sencerity but you have. keep on living and you will find that the art inside you will find its way out of you into the world to make it richer. and hopefully you too. John Henry Loving III