Kristin Thompson Poet Blitz

Life

Lord im tired.. 
Can u hear my cries 
Trying to make it 
Every step im getting aggravated 
Tired of being tired 
Keeping me here 
Living i fear 
Love me for me 
Lets keep it clear
Stoner intelligent 
No mannequin 
Once i pop im damaging 
Close casket 
Powdered up 
Just because you took kristin 
Doesn't mean nicole wasn't present 
Toe tags and body bags i imaged
Although i never reacted 
Flash lights mentally
Never passed 
Shattered mirrors 
And opened wounds 
Self agony 
Sweets they craved and water they needed
Selling soul 
Like i didn't no my worth Being a female was a curse 
My screams was verses
The grunts and the names was my beat
Met a slick friend 
Nobody seen 
Trouble times that's when she creeps
Mamas she turned 
daddies she burned
Kids she trained 
After she mandicates
She discharges
Toe tags, incarceration women violated youth ignorant no hands
Just AKs and ARs
Knowledge i gained  
Found out streets was her name

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Sylvia Coulstock July 7, 2018 at 5:46 AM This is very emotional Joyce ,though written in the simplest of ways has a lot of impact.You read it and can’t ignore it as it conjures up so much feeling especially the power of true love.I really enjoyed it,thank you.

Sylvia Coulstock July 7, 2018 at 5:25 AM There is so much sadness here Kristin.There is also the skilfull use of words to help release it,the tools all poets use to express their own feelings and touch the hearts of those who read them.Myself being one.Thank you.