My Broken Life

My Broken Life

All my life I have been running from the sting of the knife 
My Dad never provided enough 
Which eventually just made me tough 
As a child I was wild
I didn’t know what was right 
And always got into fights 
On the street I had to stay on my feet 
And be careful for however I meet 
Most of the time there were guns 
And I would have to run 
My Dad was so bad 
It made me sad 
You see; he was on drugs 
And all I ever wanted was a stupid hug! 
I felt like I had to run a mile 
Just to see if he could make Mom smile
I could see the lies in his eyes 
All I ever wanted was to lie in bed and cry
I got abused left confused and bruised 
And I wanted to do was blow a fuse
My Dad didn’t hurt me just a tad 
It made me so mad 
But I was too scared of the horrors 
Behind my bedroom door
I never left it because I knew my father was in dept 
And never to except I was there
Just to listen to him be mad and swear 
There was no food on the table anyways 
Because my Dad was stuck in his drunk daze
My life was something I thought I couldn’t fix 
Only at the age of six 
Then one day my Dad got fired 
And Mom was sick and tired of being with him 
And in bed I laid 
I overheard my Mom say she was not going to stay 
And was going her separate way 
My heart started to rapidly pump 
And I felt like I just hit a big bump
I thought life wasn’t fair 
And my armor that I wore just tore 
It was so sad watching her walk out that door 
So now a days when I hear my father’s name 
It brings me pain and shame
So my life just broke I tripped over the rope 
And started to smoke loosing hope 
I didn’t have a dime my mind was lost in time 
But then everything changed when I wrote down that rhyme 
I started to win no more sin just had my mind and my pen
My life started to happen and then I was rap’ in
Then before you know I was behind that curtain ready to put on a show 
Everything was working
No more hurting. 
I would take my bow 
And live for the now
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Merryman Avatar
November 25, 2015 at 10:54 PM
A sad story, Aidan. I'm glad you were able to overcome your troubles. You expressed your feelings very well in this poem. Congrats on your win! Love, Kim
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November 24, 2015 at 3:13 AM
Aidan, Congratulations on your wonderful win. Love SKAT
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