Writing Practice
I'm writing this for practice, just giving my pen a work out
As I work out a way to get this hurt out
I'm going to kill my demons so bring a hearse out
Odds were against me, most people had depression beating me in the first round
I was never the strongest or smartest, just strong and smart enough to know how to survive
I rose up when they expected me to go down and cry
A few times I wanted to call it quits because I couldn't overcome the wall of life
Even when I had tears in my eyes I was still fighting with all my might
I was bullied at school and made to feel inadequate
Then I picked up my pad and my pen became my advocate
The pain in my childhood made me heartless for a while and removed my ability to be compassionate
Love can change your life, but so can a lack of it
I've been backstabbed, bullied, ridiculed and laughed at
Thought I'd got over my darkest times, but my mind sometimes re-enacts that
I plan to find the happiness in my future that my past lacked
I'm still on my journey, I need to stop focusing too much on where I crashed at
I don't judge others because we all cope in different ways
This isn't a poem this is just rhyming words on a missing page
I only speak on it if I've been through it
I had a lost thought so I had to put my pen to it
Copyright © Alex Duffy | Year Posted 2021
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