My future is at risk.
I knew it already, but right now it's so ever present.
I can't do anything about it.
I'm stuck.
I have to place my situation in someone else's hands.
my whole life has been dictated by other peoples decisions.
On top of that, no one understands.
I can't have a day of sadness without being chastised for it.
"Just because your a senior....."
I'm not making excuses.
I always do my work.
I come to school, slap a smile on my face, and try to move forward with life.
I thought that not knowing the next place your going to lay your head was scary.
Not knowing where your going to end up after graduation is worse.
I feel completely lost.
Floating around in limbo, no place to go.
Most times, I feel like a tortured doll.
One that's been beaten up, defiled, broken, and sometimes forgotten.
I've never been treasured.
A diamond in the rough, with no one to find me and clean me up.
No one knows or appreciates my worth.
I feel like a penny that has no value.
Thrown aside like an unwanted teddy, bye a teen named Life.
His brother, Heartbreak, found me, cleaned me up, just to destroy me again.
I was passed down to their sister, Abuse, who was the worst of the 3.
She left me broken beyond repair.
I don't see the happy ending to my story.
I only see my tears, as they fall on the page.
Like a continuous rain, that causes flooding in the land.
I see no salvation.
Hope is lost.
YOU ARE READING
Stories of My Life
PoésieI welcome you all to my world. You will meet a young me, a past me, and the me of today. Bear witness to my insanity as it unfolds in the Stories of My Life.