My Rain
There are some boys, who stole my heart quite some time ago.
I ‘ve watched them learn so many things, such a joy to watch them grow.
They’ve seen some things they shouldn’t have and been through so much more.
It’s hard to say how they feel inside, like trying to open a barricaded door.
I’ve done some things they may not remember but I still feel the pain.
With all the pain I shared with loved ones, they didn’t deserve my rain.
I woke one morning and saw the light shining down on me.
I couldn’t help but wonder how long before I was free.
Free from evil, so much I had sinned.
So much I felt like I was dying within.
It’s been so long since that time back then.
I never want it to happen again.
Today I sit and remember the days.
Thankful they’ve simply parted their ways.
I can’t believe some of the things I’ve done.
I did it in spite just to have fun.
Now it all seems clear to me, the fun I had was just a game.
It was like Russian roulette with my life, without a gun it was still the same.
The mistakes I’ve made they helped me to learn.
I’ve become much stronger to have the life I yearn.
Copyright © Chandelle Bird-Janiga | Year Posted 2012
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