I haven't written much poetry or free writes in a while and I truly just miss it.
Hope you enjoy.
Hurt
Angry,
when you have no control of what's pumping through your veins &
Your sick of these comments that are all driving you insane.
When the woman in your life, that you want to make happy and proud
she chooses when to love you & chooses when to stomp on you.
When you give her advice because you want to see her happy, but she's stuck & she knows it & she chooses to stay there, in that same situation
When there is opportunity to be loved - to love. But her heart is on hold-
On lock down& you can't even calm her down
Because it's offensive because you are wrong, because you always do the evil or the bad in the eyes of God-
Because your career isn't sh*# and you might as well be a striper since you carry no dignity & respect according to her.
Because you don't work hard enough and you don't make a living, or have a real job that will be proven on your taxes.
Because your younger and stupid & apparently don't know anything about life.
But being you.
It's not enough, it's a crime, since speaking your mind is a violation.
Not determination. Of life
A sickness a disease of trying to show your own mother love and share real happiness in her very own light.
But it's reject e d-
& all you can do is love her.
No comments:
Post a Comment